Which Reminds Me

I can see now that someone is trying to play a very bad joke on me. While the rest of the family has long since kissed and made up with the Riffles, a few of us, at least me, are left on the outside of the deal and our only clues to go on are those few limited documents found at the San Francisco courthouse. You can't really tell from that what really happened before and afterward so wouldn't I just look ridiculous launching into some huge temper tantrum based on that scant and dreary evidence? Thus, I would prefer to withhold comment until someday whenever I hear the complete story told by someone who actually knows what they are talking about.