Q: What's your name?

A: Artificial Sweetener, Hon, but Hon, you can call me H-o-n Hon or H-u-n Hun. Artificial Sweetener thing, Hon. I mean, same thing, Hun.

 

Q: Can you write?

A: Grats!

 

Q: Um, okay, thanks, but that doesn't answer my question. Can you write?

A: Good morning, Hon! 

 

Q: It's really afternoon, but good one to you, too. Now, can you write?

A: We're having hamburgers, french fries and my homemade phony bologna for dinner.

 

Q: I already ate. The bribery won't work, Hon. Can you write?

A: [Fellowship] Ninety-Seven-Point-Five Percent Thought Free says, "Your base spam skill is now 500 and has reached its upper limit!"

 

Q: Artificial Sweetener, Hon. That's a copy/paste. I'm asking if you can actually write. You know...string words together by yourself and type them up using the keyboard that's in front of you know. So, can you?

A: I helped my neighbor’s dog’s cousin’s handler string popcorn last Christmas.

 

Q: Not the same. Er, hmmm, I mean words...sentences...paragraphs........

A: I know! H-e-a-d-c-h-e-e-s-e !!!!!

 

Q: Oh, that's right, you know him. You're hired!

A: Grats! Grats to Artificial Sweetener Hon! Grats to me! Sec, I gotta tell my cohorts so they'll congratulate me!

 

Moral of the above: Sad fact of the matter is that even in dress-up and make believe, more often than not… it’s who you know that gets you there, not the skill or knowledge of the  what, how or why. Hope you don’t lose connection or satellite linkage…that is, if you were fortunate enough to be connected in the first place. *elbows you gently*

 

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