That comment’s not meant for me, is it? That’s a private thing for your poetry chapbook, I suppose. That kind of high brow stuff makes me dizzy. What’s it about? Vindictiveness, maybe?
“Thingys,” was it? I don’t remember that specifically. I’ll have to go back and see if you’ve ninja-edited that comment. And, yes, you have. I am Jack’s complete lack of surprise. Light-hearted banter, really? That may be our problem. That’s not at all how I remember thingys. Maybe we didn’t see your asinine, prideful, bigoted, gay-bashing anti-joke in quite the same terms, for instance, then. Perhaps if we’d been able to take social cues, or change our point of view in the slightest fucking degree, or thrive on anything but sneering contempt for everything beyond the range of our nose, your feelings wouldn’t be quite so at-risk, nor your nose so absurdly out of joint.
I think it's more to your perception of status in the overall realm of real/actual thingys.
Yours is obviously extravagant
mine, conventional.
That comment’s not meant for me, is it? That’s a private thing for your poetry chapbook, I suppose. That kind of high brow stuff makes me dizzy. What’s it about? Vindictiveness, maybe?
It was in response, meant I suppose for anyone to peruse, as would be the nature of posts.
Yep, it was pretty "highbrow" esp the reference to "thingys" might be beyond most to grasp.
Your free to make it, and have, about what you will/must.
The thing I most admire about you is, your ability to drive light hearted banter into
ritualistic cruelty. LOL
“Thingys,” was it? I don’t remember that specifically. I’ll have to go back and see if you’ve ninja-edited that comment. And, yes, you have. I am Jack’s complete lack of surprise. Light-hearted banter, really? That may be our problem. That’s not at all how I remember thingys. Maybe we didn’t see your asinine, prideful, bigoted, gay-bashing anti-joke in quite the same terms, for instance, then. Perhaps if we’d been able to take social cues, or change our point of view in the slightest fucking degree, or thrive on anything but sneering contempt for everything beyond the range of our nose, your feelings wouldn’t be quite so at-risk, nor your nose so absurdly out of joint.
Have it anyway you wish
Good morning to you.