Which Reminds Me

I have a hard time understanding why I should care about the street lingo of Chile. I have never been to Chile and do not know anything about that.

Coincidentally, the Bueno family spent many years in Chile and are obviously well instructed in the street lingo of Chile. But I only deduced that after some very odd developments and strange conjunctions of factoids, not because they ever admittedly explained why their brains are stuck in the gutter that way. Who would have thunk it? We were just talking about the scenery and then later it became a whole different thing, thanks to them.

Which Reminds Me

I am often careful to sidestep these little confrontations in which I am expected to lash out bitterly against stupid yet powerful people of whom I would rather avoid comment because if I said what I really thought about that, it would just get around and they will find a way to come back around later to bite me in the back side, as often happens. With this huge mess trailing behind me it will not be hard for them to invent some curiously unique way to link me to whatever odd configuration they want and I won't even know what happened, so how can I say something about that, when I really don't know where that came from?

Just because you were at one time in the merchant marine, that does not mean that I know anything about that.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I did my taxes last week and my tax return was accepted by the IRS. There is nothing else that I need to say about that in any sort of public way. Certainly it is none of your business. If the IRS has a problem they can audit me. Fine, I will show them the data if they really want to see that insignificant matter. Otherwise, there is nothing else to say about that in a public way. There is certainly no reason why I would need to discuss that with the worthless repulsive Cuccio fatcats of New York, who never contributed a dime to accomplish this. Needless to say.

Which Reminds Me

Ick! Yes, when will those fat ugly roadhogs Sus & Buzz ever get off my back? I can't breathe with the skunks of Arizona wafting their noxious fumes all over the place.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, your firm commitment to a Mintel Hospital is very clear.

Yet, truth be told, Malilla is actually not a game of bad girls. I gladly cede the crown of Bad Girls to Carole or whoever wants it. I don't need that for anything.

If you really want to know what the game of Malilla is, look it up in the book, Roca Celis, which is available for you to buy whenever you get around to buying it.

Which Reminds Me

I thought that I had already thrown all of my so-called friends out the window. Yes, it is always so awkward with all of these people pretending to be related to me or friends of mine. You obviously were under a mistaken impression because we were never that close to them. I cannot even remember now who they were. I am so glad that my salvation does not depend on the idiotic rantings of the clueless Swedish milkmaids of Arizona.

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Yes, what can we say in commendation of a guy from college who spent his entire freshman year dating silly nitwit Theresa Glow-in-the-dark, who lived two or three doors down the dorm hall from me that year, which is the only thing that I can remember about him (or her for that matter), but then they broke up, or so we heard, and then they both seemed to disappear from the college scene and I don't remember seeing them any years thereafter, and only much later do we learn from online sources that he went off-campus and married some non-college peasant girl named "Faith," which name is either symbolic or oxymoronic, depending on your idea of the significance of college education for women. If you think that "faith" belongs only to women who denigrate a college education and think that marriage must be timed to coincide with the 16th birthday, never mind about graduating from high school, not to mention college, then why are you pretending to be a college president? When you insult your own college constituency that way, we also are reluctant to volunteer further commentary on why you should matter to us in the future.