“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.