Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember thinking that a bit humorous of them to imagine that I would ever consider emigrating to that utterly gloomy and depressing land of Blackie-Stan. And I did not even know why I felt that way to say anything about it. But then I heard them online talking about how they are so good that they deserve to have a white husband, whereas white girls are bad and deserve to get stuck in some miserable deal chained to some horrible clone of Farmer Terd. And I only hear about this online, without any opportunity to address them directly in regards to where they can go or not. So?

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I can see that some people are confused, because all these people from Michigan are punching down on me, and also the people of Ohio are doing the same, but even so, moving to Ontario would be just one step too far to go. Ridiculous. I might not want to even think about those people or who you are in such detail.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, let me guess, your third cousin twice removed once stopped for dinner at Lima, Ohio, on your way to somewhere else, so you imagine yourself entitled to inherit the entire Barth family output. Something is weird about Ohio but I cannot quite see what that game is about.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I think that most of us have seen that whimsical cartoon, "Olive Oyl for President," whether on the original TV or on Youtube reruns, but anyway, that was yet another piece of Popeye's Loony Tunes humor that really did its job of entertaining people of all ages, although perhaps not my job. I do not recall myself ever wanting to actually run for president.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I seem to have noticed that you had the entire Tooth family cousins or-in-laws (surnamd Tooth) donw under at your command, but no, you wanted an American tooth fairy uninitiat4ed in the timeworn lore of Tempestuous Alice. So it is not clear how that might work out later. Whatever that meant.

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Yes, I vaguely remember that Karen Ha, a classmate in college, was dating and later married John Williams, a person of whom nothing is known beyond his function as a male cardboard prop. I was surprised to hear him online saying nasty things about us white girls. Since when do I care about the opinions of these male cardboard props who prefer to acquire foreign exotic women from mail order catalogs? That wouldn't be quite fair for me to say, given that I really have no idea of how they met or their relationship, but there is that type of male cardboard prop. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember that someone was trying to throw me to the role of Grandma Calkins, who could seem quite severe on occasion, although actually the shoe does not fit me. But, anyway, many people often get very emotionally high-strung at certain moments in their lives, and if you cannot sometimes overlook when people step on our toes or whatever, then you probably do not deserve to be that high in the police force, even if you sound sort of like a cousin of mine.