Good afternoon my good friend: *****.
I once asked my father "When did you first feel grown up"? He replied ."I don't know, I am only 87"?? Actually that answer appears obvious from some of the posts that I have seen in here.
Mr Defur actually was in love with me, how else to explain his extrermely close watch on me? Obviously he did't wish me to embarrass myself, he was quick to delete any potentialy incriminating posts that I might have let slip. I thank you publicly now John, sniff.
Am I the only Saint in here? My mule thinks that I am. Saintess's, yes, we have many. (It is my word, and I can spell it the way I wish !),
Ah, time to drink my Plum Saki.
Don Jose de La Mancha