For my friends who like to twist my words, no I’m not a “streaking” advocate; I just like consistency.
No, that doesn’t mean I fear change…
No, that doesn’t mean I embrace chaos…
No, that doesn’t make me anal-retentive…
Would you be quiet?
No, I’m not saying that just because I like to hear myself talk.
No, that doesn’t mean I’m also put off by the irritating screeching I make when I open my mouth.
No, I don’t take pleasure in the irritation.
No, I’m not a sadist!
No, I’m not purposely constructing double negatives to indicate secretly true denials.
Okay, that’s it! I’m posting before it turns midnight and the streak is broken.
No, don’t bring THAT up again!
This one way conversation brought to you by THEM: the people who won’t let you get away with the slightest slip of a tongue and still remind you of your mistakes years after they take place (you know THEM, and you know who you are).
I hate you all and I hope you all have a good day.
