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Slightly edited for TV:
I told Mother today I need to take myself more seriously, and so I am thinking of changing my name to, "The Artist Formerly Known As Tabs."
To which the woman replied, "stop following me around, I'm not your mother."
To which I laughed and replied, "delusional, my dear Mother? I create delusion! I make it up with my own two hands. I can argue a point from any vantage point. I can tailor it to your own specific locus of bias."
Ohhh...that did not go down well with Mother at all. hen I said, "What? You do not believe me? All I have to say, for example, is something like...like...do you want to learn something today? That is a hook; one of presumptive superiority that draws you into wanting to open the box to see what is in it. It's simple, Mother, really simple."
The woman said she needed a restraining order. Which I thought was a bit early in the day for her.
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