Stacey --- below is the only way I can get your husband to communicate with me.
Hello John…
1. How are you?
A. “Good, thanks.”
B. “Not bad, but my trick knee is acting up.”
2. What do you think of the Hawks’ chances this weekend?
A. “Don’t know what to make of this game.”
B. “A sure victory!”
3. Are you enjoying this weather?
A. “Yes.”
B. “No”
2 minutes later...
Hi Stace.
Have you gotten any email today? I was wondering if our mail server was working. I haven't received any.
sloppy joes for dinner?
John
23 seconds after that...
SEE STACEY!!! DO YOU SEE WHY I’M IN THERAPY!?!?!?!
Oh wait, I’m not in therapy --- because my therapist abandoned me!!!!!
Your husband hates Jews, likes North Korea, and loves TORMENTING ME!!!!
You know what I’m gonna do to get him back, Stacey?!? I’m gonna become Facebook friends with Ronnie Rice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I’m going officially off the grid!!!!!! (again)
Dear Doug,
I have no idea what either of you are talking about. Sloppy Joes sounds good for dinner. Tater tots?
Yours in mental health,
Stacey
