Marion, get over yourself. You’re incapable of angering me. It’s mind over matter – I don’t mind because you don’t matter. But I do find you entertaining. And for that I’m grateful.
“Let’s stop this thread?” Why? I’m enjoying this. “It’s rather childish?” Well, yeah. Again, I’m enjoying this. How often do I, an adult, get to be this childish. Unfortunately, not often enough. By all means let’s keep this going.
But, alas, for my part, I’m going out for the evening. Who knows… maybe I’ll meet some floozy with questionable morals. With a little luck… Anyhow, until tomorrow…
(By the way, since you broached it above, one of the many differences between you and I is that I remain “alone” – defined here as unmarried – entirely by choice. It’s clear from some of your posts, on the other hand, that you’re searching for a mate… and failing. That’s known as a distinction with a difference.)
