Really wish I was friends with you growing up
Me too! We could have played jacks and mumbltypeg and put on shows and had a club house with a secret password. That would have been great!
because I would have enjoyed the crap out of punching you in the face on a daily basis
Oh dear, that took an ugly turn. I don't think we could have been chums after all. Getting punched in the face does not sound at all like good natured fun, which is why Mater was careful not to let me pal around with rough and tumbles of your sort. "Mind you don't get punched in the face," she'd say to me when I left the house, "it's be a shame if anything happened to your regal nose."
(and twice on Sundays because well you know the Lord's work). I'm sure plenty of others had that pleasure though and may have contributed to you being such a miserable (rhymes with) cluck.
Let me refresh your memory as to what happened here. I was having a delightful conversation about basketball with my good friend Marcus, into which you interjected unbidden a mean spirited ad hominem which hurt my delicate feelings. And then when I responded in kind you replied with childhood fantasies about playing doctor and a bit of the old ultra-violence. Frankly sir, you sound demented.
Recall what I said a couple of months ago when you sent me a PM complaining about how I should be banned because my posts made you lose sleep and have blood pressure spikes? My advice was to skip my posts and failing that to maybe get some counselling, because if you toss and turn at night having heart palpitations because of what a random stranger said on the internet you probably have some psychological problems that need to be addressed. Do I recall correctly that you live around Albany? Because I've heard that the folk at Live Well on Washington Avenue Extension do marvelous work. Mostly CBT but failing that they could probably prescribe something. Or if you want you could sashay across the river to the Greenbush and punch me in the face. PM and I'll send you my address. Most of my afternoons are free this week and actually my mornings as well but if you come during happy hour (which starts around noon) bring your own mixers because I drink out of the bottle. If nothing else the Chows haven't had much exercise since a couple of unlucky Latter Day Saints wandered onto the property in April.
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