Moping to the finish line

D: Are you trying to insinuate that I’m broody? A: There’s no insinuation about it, D, you are broody. D: I disagree. A: . . . Wait, that’s it? ‘I disagree?’ No snark? No, ‘bloody woman’ this, ‘intolerable’ that? Who are you and what have you done with my Druid? D: It’s a simple statement ofContinue reading “Moping to the finish line”