Which Reminds Me

Why all this yapping about a More-Gun? The only Morgans that I can think of are the most worthless idiots who do not deserve anything more from me. I do not want to be seeing Dareda's stupid face painted all over the walls everywhere I go. I just thought that she was weird and I won't be returning to Evangel so I don't have to see her stupid face across the hall every day. There is nothing "more" to say about that. I never buy country junk.

Which Reminds Me

You are rather late, you know, in finally exposing the deceitful wickedness of Airplane Dog Dareda. I don't see a need to cover up the wickedness of these airplane garbage people at my expense. Am I some sort of goddess that I should sacrifice my true identity to redeem a hideous fag named Dareda? Thus, I don't see a need to discuss that any further. I think that our pathetically stupid RA, Amy from Ohio, should be finding out who said what first before casting all of the aspersions onto me. I didn't plan that session in the first place and don't remember saying much. Certainly Dareda's careless lack of attention to details proves that Embry probably never built a plane that could fly, so we can depend on Embry to build us a useless monstrosity, is how that looks to me.

Which Reminds Me

Why don't you just ask Katherine why she thinks that her Sicilian identity has Persian roots? I really wouldn't know anything about that. I might have overheard something to that effect, about how she has a common bond with the Persians amongst us for that reason. But I really wouldn't know anything about the Persian-Italian connection and why they call themselves the "Aryans." I only remember the story of the Three Wise Men from the Bible, how some actually indefinite number of wise men from the East followed a newly appeared star and arrived at Jerusalem and finally Bethlehem. There are various theories about these wise men and where they came from. Some theorize that they were from Persia and schooled in the mysteries of Zoroastrianism but that is only one of many theories. I really would not know very much about that.

Which Reminds Me

We think that the birds are all well and good in their places, but the way that these Roman Italians crow about the eagle pictured on their national flag, it does make us wonder to what country have these people pledged their allegiance. When I pledge my allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the republic for which it stands, I think of the stars and stripes, the star-spangled banner, Old Glory so to speak. When these Roman-Italians pledge their allegiance to the symbolic eagle of America and Italy, we are reminded that a picture of an eagle is prominently displayed on the Mexican flag. So what is this artificially constructed Roman republic to which Katherine has so carefully contrived to pledge her allegiance? It is true that the Eagle has landed on the moon, but these Mexican-Italian witches really cannot claim the credit for that. If they were in charge of the government, that probably never would have happened. They think only of their own Italian race and show not much interest and in anyone else beyond themselves and their own boastful glory. Perhaps I exaggerate for purposes of making these points clear, but at least that is the way it seems to me.

Which Reminds Me

If you had attended high school with us, you would have noticed that Katherine was one of the weirdest, stupidest people there. She was often known to break forth into strange confrontational monologues that were entirely nonsensical. There was evidently always a high level of anger in Katherine's blankly idiotic mind, whatever that meant. I really couldn't care less about Katherine's serious mental problems. I was not a trained psychologist so I really had no idea how to respond to that.

Which Reminds Me

It so happens that German writer Margaret Weppner in the 1800s commends the English and German people of San Francisco while omitting any mention of the Italian people of San Francisco. Well, tough luck. Is that a logical reason for the Italian people of San Francisco to stage a toddler-style temper tantrum and attack me so rudely? I do like pizza to eat so I would like to retain the right to buy pizza whenever I want. That said, there seems to be something wrong with this picture but I really would not be able to comment more specifically on that. I highly suspect that I do not yet have all the pieces of that puzzle even now.

Which Reminds Me

During the first semester of ninth grade I began to notice that some of the people in our classroom were uttering strange words unknown to me and which seemed to lack any context with which to guess at their meaning. Sometimes several of these mysterious words would be strung together in a nonsensical way. Yes, I probably should have not said anything and just quietly searched the Spanish dictionary where I certainly would have found them, as I learned later. However, at the time I had not imagined that. So I asked someone in the classroom what a certain couple of words meant and the answers were rather shocking to me. Ok, so I learned early not to ask any questions and to say nothing more on that subject to anyone else because they will do something weird with twisting that around and attaching that to something else of which I am not quite sure what. Anyway, I am really am not interested in discussing this subject further. Even so, the Portuguese excuse will not work for you. I am just saying. You just don't have that many languages in your bilingual skill set.