I post a benign comment, you fake offense to it and then post your own.

There are starving kids in Upper Volta who would kill for blueberries. But I don’t suppose you can trouble yourself to think about them, can you?

There’s a Justin Timberlake song on the radio right now.

And you are probably embarrassing yourself showing off what you think are dance moves.

I was only supposed to work a half day tomorrow, but I’m going in all day.

Great. So someone else is going to have twice as much crap to fix on Monday.
I think I’m going to go to bed now.

People fucking going to bed when there’s work to do. If weren’t up so damned early, maybe you’d get more done.

Well, I’ve got some cats to feed.

Just fattening them up before killing and eating them, I bet. What a horrible person you are.

I need a new stapler.

Oh I know you broke your poor poor overworked stapler performing your various bureaucratic duties designed to create tedium, to confuse the populace and jam up the flow of progress. I’d have more respect for you if you used a shredder more often.

Oh, by the way, it’s time I shredded some of my papers.

Waste them trees, why dontcha. You could at least use the back for scrap paper and memos. For punishment you have to hug the trees in your yard.

My doggy is snoring, it’s so cute.

If you didn’t have him performing household chores for you so often, he wouldn’t be so tired. Why not get off your own ass for a change?

I see both Italy and Spain have new governments.

Wow, way to impress keeping up with those current events, but really, nothing else to do? A job? Hobby?

My husband and the dogs are sleeping.

Figures. When do they do anything?

I skipped dinner today.

Too lazy to cook, eh?
I spilled lemonade on the floor and had to mop.

Nobody can tell the difference between your lemonade and mop water anyway.

Going to pick up my meds today.

“Meds”? MEDS? It’s medications, but let’s face facts: The drug companies use that word to hide the fact that you are hooked on their DRUGS! Goddam pushers.

I renewed my cell phone contract yesterday.

Everyone knows the ionizing radiation from cellphones is slowly killing us all. But no worries for you, eh?

Looks like it might rain later.

Well, I’m sure you won’t melt, so get over it.

I didn’t sleep well last night.

That’s guilt. What have you done you are ashamed of?
I have hiccoughs.

“Hiccoughs”? Well aren’t we la-dee-dah with our spellings. I guess you think you’re better than those of us who spell it “hiccups.”

My husband is trying to Skype chat me.

So you’ve resorted to communicating only by video chat? I’m surprised he still talks to you at all.

I enjoy watching baseball.

Ugh, baseball, so slow, and I guess you think it’s all psychological.

Love our teenager, but she makes me crazy.

Makes YOU crazy. She is a reflection of you. She is responding to you. If you look at her, you are looking at a mirror. You have indeed made her crazy.

I practiced Remote Viewing today. I am showing promise.