Me Knows Better Than to Say This… but I will. (Editor’s note pertaining to the last blog):
Hello – this is Jimmy’s wife (technically it’s Jimmy. She’s just standing over me while I type this so that the following is accurately represented in the post).
It has come to my attention through a good friend, that I was mentioned in the last blog. I normally don’t read that drivel (even though I am still 50% of his active readership), but I decided I had to investigate. The quotes attributed to me were not accurate. What we have here is a case of a man’s selective hearing and general lack of thinking… you ladies will totally understand my problem. I don’t even need to explain it to you.
All I said was, “That sweatshirt…” and I shook my head. It was no where near the given impression of general biatchiness. (Jimmy’s post editorial comment: Is that really a word? “Biatchiness”)
I can only assume that my good senses caused him to re-evaluate his wardrobe selection. He must have rationalized all those statements in his head… only after realizing that I was indeed right. How he described that ratty old thing was the only thing that was accurate about the blog: old, torn, didn’t match, not good enough for Good Will. I guess what he wrote is only what he interpreted from those two very inert words and his descriptions where his own. The only way I could describe his attire… in a kind way… it was a bit, shall we say, ragged.
So… don’t believe everything you read here and would someone mind giving me some clue as to where he hid that thing?
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OK – now that she’s gone…
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