Which Reminds Me

Yes, needless to say, the entire burden of guilt rests upon them. There is no way the "Bueno" family can shirk their responsibility for slangily delving into Chilean politics of an unsavory nature. I certainly never did that.

Which Reminds Me

When I finally get through cleaning Max's broken clock, those Mexican dogs will have nothing to do but cringe in shame and slink away in disgrace, their tails tucked away, because Max is lying. Why can't Max just tell the truth in a straightforward way without trying to incriminate me at every step? That is not how it happened. Needless to say.

But how mean of me to say that? Am I not supposed to turn the other cheek and not take a Christian brother all the way to the courthouse? But if you want war....

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Yes, I agree to clean my own bathroom. As long as you are only a guest so you are not allowed to do that.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I remember confessing that I rather like malted milk balls, chocolate-coated of course, although the occasions of eating them are few.

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Yes, I vaguely recall Gene Napier, who was a co-worker when I was living and working in California, but later he quit and he and his wife moved up north to Stockton. At another time I was visiting my relatives in that area before leaving California and I saw Gene and his wife walking in a parking lot outside of Stockton. I was with my cousin Richard. So that chance encounter was a bit shocking. How often do you ever run into people you know from work outside of a supermarket? Coincidentally, I am pretty sure I have some other distant relatives who live in the Modesto/Stockton area but I haven't seen them in many years.

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As a small child I remember my grandfather McClellan telling me the story of how George Washington as a child chopped down the cherry tree and when confronted with his wrongdoing, was forced to confess because "I cannot tell a lie." George Washington's devotion to telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth propelled him to the presidency of the United States. And wouldn't I like to make such a vow? Well, I cannot say wholeheartedly that I deserve to try to fill George Washington's shoes. I cannot remember, when did I lie to you? We never even talked so obviously that never happened.

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Why, you wicked sinners, how dare you accuse me of something that I did not do! What I only saw in slide show pictures or read of in books, you actually did, so you cannot later really presume to be so self-righteous, when you probably know better than I how you cobbled together some false accusations, always at my expense.

Unless I could somehow be convicted of guilt by association. Jesus associated with sinners and yet was considered as perfect and sinless. But he was the Son of God. It is not so easy for a mere mortal girl to associate with these vulgar hideous people and then later be able to shake off the filth of them without a blemish on my complexion.

But then again I am under so much pressure to have a social life.