I'm too attached to what I've known to imagine anything else. Sometimes I think I'd go back if I could do it with the same people, but maybe slightly different choices.
But I don't think I'd want to be the blacksmith's daughter with the maid.
What century would we be living in?
Where we started. Roughly. Late-ish summer of 20th century eh?
Why do you seek to trick me into telling you my age?
I'm not trying to trick you into anything.
You have to understand Spendius- I grew up in suburban New Jersey in the seventies. There were no blacksmiths. When I think of blacksmiths, I think of Williamsburg Virginia and the colonial era.
Do you understand that you and I just come from totally different backgrounds? It's not bad - it's interesting to think about how different life is for people at the same time on different sides of the world. We get so immersed in our own experience we forget that it's not the same for everyone else.
(Although I do think you're younger than me - but so what - who's counting? Not me).
That's another trick. Everybody knows women can't count but to try to make it sound like a superior aesthetic in that crude manner won't get past my feet.
We men count. We know that every minute earning ready cash is painful and women just treat it like they do the oxygen in the atmosphere. Of course they can't count. I'm surprised anyone would think that a woman who doesn't count is worth remarking on.
Do you think I'm a bit slow on the uptake?
Indeed I do and am most certainly not stranded or marooned in my thoughts. The ID brigade are treating you like the village idiot and Tryagain didn't do too badly at all with similar conveyances on the question thread earlier this evening.
I rather think it be a cry for attention exacerbated by your over indulgence in alcoholic beverage, would you say you craved to be the centre of attraction?
You should know. You're the latest to come on posting.
Apart from this one I mean.
Doesn't somebody who doesn't seek attention avoid describing himself?
Each statement you issue says a thousand words dumbo!
Did you think your brain power excelled over that of your mentors?
I have no idea.
Do you believe in invidious comparisons?
Would it not be more practical to assume ones level of intelligence is less superior than one would like to believe?
Do you really wear longjohns?
Only when the temperature falls below 80 degrees Farenheit.
Could you spell Farenheit before I showed you?
I no longer view temperatures in fahrenite.
Why are you living in the past?
Because nobody says I can't.
Have you seen the projections?
Are they the official ones, you know having been signed by the Deputy Prime Minister?
You haven't been accepting unauthenticated matter have you?
Not me!
Isn't that a very personal question?
Yes, I think it is, actually, so I don't suppose you're going to answer it, are you?
What could I possibly have to say, that has not already been well documented or could land me in a great amount of trouble?
Nothing, obviously.
Do you indulge in square dancing, circle dancing or line dancing?
No, I don't, but I love Swing, and the Latin dances...
What kind of music do you dislike the most?
Nagging women symphonies.
Have you ever tried a six tea-bag cuppa?
Several times, theres nothing special in that though is there?
Were you making another feeble attempt to impress our colonial colleagues?
I wouldn't push your luck with Mame if I were you buddy, she sweeps cocky buggers aside like those Skittle players who nail all nine in one throw.
You don't want it on your record that a divinely refined lady from the west coast of Canada bowled you over, do ya?
