You’re more social than you think.

Am I

          Do tell

You’re meeting the Marys this week.

    How often do we meet

I don’t knowbut they come up in conversation.

Maybe twice a year

John.

We just met

                Twice a month

 

    You see uncle.

Every week ten days

                         The absolute weight of my socialising is on the phone   Agree

I mean were talking on the phone

You go to the library, the grocers.

    To socialise

Im sure you converse with the cashier.

Pleasantries

              Cordial

Cant say thas socialisingmy point  I elude contact as best I can

                                                                         Im solitary

Which allows me to do the things I want to do

Which works for me

    You do keep yourself busy.

Rise an shine to callin it a day

 

You don’t miss it.

Lemme say this about tha

                              Somehow when pressed to converse they rather than me  Im polite

Unfortunately I find myself trafficking in prickish women cuntish men

                                                                           They must have dousing rods

Fortunately when Ive flushedem out

                                       Pretty short order

I flushem

Turds . .

. . You don’t say that.

No  Im couth

                 But  frankly   abrasive

I leave no if an or buts about it  Excuse myself

    No ones followed me 

 

she laughed  wailed

                                          recouping

                                                      Prickish women  Cuntish men 

Jaysus Papa

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