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Yeah, where are your priorities?bobtheenchantedone wrote:Yep.
Serves you right, Gio, for not being a slave to the mb and putting it above all other things!!!!
(The funny thing is that this was one of Dart's arguments)
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You still view me as the enemy don't you? Didn't I say somewhere that I wanted to avoid the semblance of American politics? And look what has happened, we have enacted the complete election process almost to a tit. Although I decided to not vote for myself, so I wonder if Bob or Goober voted for me...Nanti-SARRMM wrote:It doesn't matter, our side won.Giovanni Schwartz wrote:Yeah... I was working all day yesterday, so... I didn't really bother to read the debates and stuff. I'm not gonna lie.
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I must say you draw weird and odd parallels to current events.D'artagnan wrote: You still view me as the enemy don't you? Didn't I say somewhere that I wanted to avoid the semblance of American politics? And look what has happened, we have enacted the complete election process almost to a tit. Although I decided to not vote for myself, so I wonder if Bob or Goober voted for me...
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At least I'm still viewing you on the same level as everyone else.D'artagnan wrote:And I thought I was beginning to be redeemed... I'll tone things down. Sorry.bobtheenchantedone wrote:I just want you to know that I hate you all.
The Epistler was quite honestly knocked on her ethereal behind by the sheer logic of this.
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... You do realize that means you hate me like everyone else right? Or do you mean you view me as just another member of the message board. If it is the latter, I thank you for your patience.bobtheenchantedone wrote:At least I'm still viewing you on the same level as everyone else.D'artagnan wrote:And I thought I was beginning to be redeemed... I'll tone things down. Sorry.bobtheenchantedone wrote:I just want you to know that I hate you all.
Also, if you like, I'll stop calling you Miss Enchantedone.
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You know, this bickering between Nanti and D'art reminds me of a story I read not too long ago.
My grandmother had an enemy named Mrs. Wilcox. Grandma and Mrs. Wilcox moved, as brides, into next-door houses on the main street of the tiny town in which they were to live out their lives. I don’t know what started the war between them—and I don’t think that by the time I came along, over thirty years later, they remembered themselves what started it. This was no polite sparring match; this was total war. …
Nothing in town escaped repercussion. The 300-year-old church, which had lived through the Revolution, the Civil War, and the Spanish War, almost went down when Grandma and Mrs. Wilcox fought the Battle of the Ladies’ Aid. Grandma won that engagement, but it was a hollow victory. Mrs. Wilcox, since she couldn’t be president, resigned [from the Aid] in a huff. What’s the fun of running a thing if you can’t force your enemy to eat crow? Mrs. Wilcox won the Battle of the Public Library, getting her niece, Gertrude, appointed librarian instead of Aunt Phyllis. The day Gertrude took over was the day Grandma stopped reading library books. They became ‘filthy germy things’ overnight. The Battle of the High School was a draw. The principal got a better job and left before Mrs. Wilcox succeeded in having him ousted or Grandma in having him given life tenure of office.
When as children we visited my grandmother, part of the fun was making faces at Mrs. Wilcox’s grandchildren. One banner day we put a snake into the Wilcox rain barrel. My grandmother made token protests, but we sensed tacit sympathy.
Don’t think for a minute that this was a one-sided campaign. Mrs. Wilcox had grandchildren, too. Grandma didn’t get off scot free. Never a windy washday went by that the clothesline didn’t mysteriously break, with the clothes falling in the dirt.
I don’t know how Grandma could have borne her troubles so long if it hadn’t been for the household page of her daily Boston newspaper. This household page was a wonderful institution. Besides the usual cooking hints and cleaning advice, it had a department composed of letters from readers to each other. The idea was that if you had a problem—or even only some steam to blow off—you wrote a letter to the paper, signing some fancy name like Arbutus. That was Grandma’s pen name. Then some of the other ladies who had the same problem wrote back and told you what they had done about it, signing themselves One Who Knows or Xanthippe or whatever. Very often, the problem disposed of, you kept on for years writing to each other through the column of the paper, telling each other about your children and your canning and your new dining-room suite. That’s what happened to Grandma. She and a woman called Sea Gull corresponded for a quarter of a century. Sea Gull was Grandma’s true friend.
When I was about sixteen, Mrs. Wilcox died. In a small town, no matter how much you have hated your next-door neighbor, it is only common decency to run over and see what practical service you can do the bereaved. Grandma, neat in a percale apron to show that she meant what she said about being put to work, crossed the lawn to the Wilcox house, where the Wilcox daughters set her to cleaning the already-immaculate front parlor for the funeral. And there on the parlor table in the place of honor was a huge scrapbook; and in the scrapbook, pasted neatly in parallel columns were Grandma’s letters to Sea Gull over the years and Sea Gull’s letters to her. Though neither woman had known it, Grandma’s worst enemy had been her best friend. That was the only time I remember seeing my grandmother cry. I didn’t know then exactly what she was crying about, but I do now. She was crying for all the wasted years which could never be salvaged.
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And if Dart was a girl, people would be saying that we are fighting like an old married couple.Fredjikrang wrote:You know, this bickering between Nanti and D'art reminds me of a story I read not too long ago.
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Yes, I did mean that I hate you like everyone else. I thought it was funny.D'artagnan wrote:... You do realize that means you hate me like everyone else right? Or do you mean you view me as just another member of the message board. If it is the latter, I thank you for your patience.bobtheenchantedone wrote:At least I'm still viewing you on the same level as everyone else.D'artagnan wrote: And I thought I was beginning to be redeemed... I'll tone things down. Sorry.
Also, if you like, I'll stop calling you Miss Enchantedone.
And I don't mind being called Miss Enchantedone.
The Epistler was quite honestly knocked on her ethereal behind by the sheer logic of this.
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Well, I was talking with Bob, and she does have a great point.
So Dart, I am going to put all that hostility behind me and treat you with the same respect that any new member should be treated with. So I apologize for my behavior
So Dart, I am going to put all that hostility behind me and treat you with the same respect that any new member should be treated with. So I apologize for my behavior
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I accept your apology, on the condition that you don't make fun of my twitterpation with/of Goober.Nanti-SARRMM wrote:Well, I was talking with Bob, and she does have a great point.
So Dart, I am going to put all that hostility behind me and treat you with the same respect that any new member should be treated with. So I apologize for my behavior