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You do know that...

...Evildeb only reads my blog when I tell her I wrote about her. Which I only do about a third of the time. And when she reads it, she usually comments. Because she is unable to let me have the last word in anything. If she could, she would temporarily take over my blog just for the purpose of proving that. By commenting, she is trying to leave her mark, one that says "you cannot have something that I cannot have! I won't let that happen!" She's so cute, she doesn't even like blogs. Although, if she took the time to write one herself it would be entertaining, but I think she is more comfortable responding and reacting. I told her about the post from a couple of days ago, because I was unsure if I was a saint, in general, for sharing my wit and humor with my co-workers. Or if I was a saint for putting up with her. Probably the later.

This is how every argument with Evildeb goes, and keep in mind an argument can spring up from the most innocuous of comments, we argue constantly. Example:
Solution 1 in that document is wrong.
No, YOU'RE wrong.
I'm not wrong, the solution is wrong. YOU are wrong!
Your FACE is wrong!

"Your face is..." fill in the blank is the end of all arguments. Unless you want to pull out the extra ammo of "Well, your mother's face is..." fill in the blank. But you gotta be careful with that one, because it's only going to escalate from there. It might lead to pinching.

Comments

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You forgot your butt...sometimes your butt is wrong.

Could be your mom's butt is wrong too.

But mostly, your face is wrong.

Hey... I didn't even tell you I wrote about you! You DO care!

Now that is sweet to see you two talking again.

super sweet. i think the last thing i said to her before she left today was "get the fuck away from me! i hate you!" but that's because she was being super annoying. she pushed me to that point.

most people would probably enjoy it if we quit talking.