Actually, this would be the part of the phone call... well, one of many, where he takes a few liberties with the truth. Yes, I'm fat, and tall, but not nearly that fat and not quite that tall, and I have, since I started this whole giving up the pretending to be a boy thing, lost about 25 pounds. Seems like having something to live for agrees with me.
Also, there was the part where he says I've never thought of anyone else, which is neatly juxtaposed by a message last year, after christmas, where I basically spent three days at his place holding him while he cried because he couldn't deal with a break up that happened 6 months ago, where he said I was the most considerate person he knew.
Really? I mean, Dad was pretty much his own dramatic reading here. I especially love the part where he manages to forget that I would always be *boyname* to him and say that it doesn't matter to him what gender I am. Also the outrage that I, living on my own for the past 7 years, may eat my own food... okay then. Ooh, also nice that he's trying to make me feel bad about my weight while I'm down 24 pounds since New Years. Just too much fail here for me not to laugh ruefully.
I should mention, Hitler probably didn't lose his bet, as there appeared to be money on a point, indicating a likely come bet, therefore, a point had already been set. Still funny though.
Yeah, you hateful when you're reminded to be, mothafugga. lawlroflcopterzomfgwtfbbq. I hope your theoretical children theoretically molest you on their theoretical 8th birthday... in Polend.
Shouldn't you be beating a cute lesbian couple with an aluminum baseball bat for fear that your theoretical children might see them before the age of thirteen?
He was, undoubtedly the most underrated, with the possible exception of Meighen, but then Diefenbaker had an actual record to fall back on, and yet, CBC won't get down on their knees and fellate him like they did Trudeau with Colm Feore.
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Also, there was the part where he says I've never thought of anyone else, which is neatly juxtaposed by a message last year, after christmas, where I basically spent three days at his place holding him while he cried because he couldn't deal with a break up that happened 6 months ago, where he said I was the most considerate person he knew.