texts: Oh, my, "a summit conference." I wonder where I was, polishing silver behind the coal bin. </s> <s> I don't know where you were, penis envy. </s> <s> I hope I didn't hear that.
labels: At any rate, Dad wanted to hire a private detective to ferret you out, and I said, "What for?" Whatever the hell he's doing, even if it's a completely wasteful escapade, it's entirely his business. Simple as that...