OK Dan. This is a postable version of the comment Danny boy left on my blog. I do love when I get good comments, although not so much the ones that are racist towards my best friends and challenge my masculinity. So, being that this is infact my blog, I will thwart said comments and show the commentator my sword. Touchee Danny Boy. His comment is as follows:
"I see Dad is getting creative. That Confucious line was a gem! Love ya Dad. Was that an all day post? Hey Chris- Im surprised you didnt take the name "I-Nee-Ma-Mee"
Dan, I would have taken the name "I nee Mamee" but it was already taken by an older brother of mine that can't go two days without attaching the umbilical chord while pounding Dad's booze and making excuses to Renee about how your "helping" out at the house....lol..hahaha. In psychology class we have a name for that kind of subconcious action where we put on others what's really going on with our lives. Freud termed it "Transference."
PS-Now that I'm in Korea, there is an open bed in the house. Mom tells me you've been "eying" it up ever since I left and have been slowly hoarding your deodorant and razors into my bathroom, and day by day putting your clothes in my drawers like that dude from Shawshank Redemption. By the way, how far infact is the tunnel your digging from Patchogue to Holtsville? Just make sure you cover the hole in my bedroom floor before I come home...ok. Thanks.
PPS-I'm going to mail you the shells of the GINORMOUS prawn I plan on cooking tomorrow. The ultimate insult.........Call me!
PPPS-Danny, you are such a sick twisted bastard. Seriously. You should seek some help somewhere. And by somewhere I don't mean Mom's house. Sorry Buddy. I know you were hoping I would say that. Sorry dude. You can still hope though can't you????