She claims to be your friend but her name isn’t even familiar
What do you do when someone says, “Hi, it’s me Blah-blah-blah. It’s been a long time, my friend. I’m so proud of what you’ve accomplished…” etcetera, etcetera, and the name is not even remotely familiar? I’m not an impolite person (except with assholes) but on such occasions it is tempting to ask, “Have we met [...]
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A third of what’s been written about me is true, a third is half-true and the rest consists of drug-induced hallucinations. I suppose I’d better let me, rather than them, tell you 