Happy birthday, sir, and many more!
I'm putting this in the DUmpster--there's a companion thread in the Lounge here--because Mr. Wiggum, more so than anyone else I know, at both our old home and this place, has been one of the most, if not the most, vigorous enthusiasts of exposing the stupidity, the selfishness, the self-centeredness, the crassness, the crudity, the cluelessness, the pompous arrogance, of the primitives, and mocking them.
For, oh, I dunno, maybe the past eight or nine years.
I wish I had a tenth of Mr. Wiggum's skill at reacting to the primitives with such warm, tender, caressing wit.
Mr. Wiggum of course was the creator, the originator, of the Top DUmmies in 2005.
I must admit to a tinge of jealousy for Mr. Wiggum's social skills.
The time, about six years ago, I was trying to woo and court Fat Che, the now-mausoleumed "BenBurch" primitive, to get him to join Scamdy, plying him with nice words and soothing promises, Fat Che would have nothing at all to do with me. I dunno why; I'm a nice guy, one of the nicest guys one can ever hope to meet, but Fat Che shunned franksolich as if I were a leper.
But at this very same time, on the wikipedia discussion-board, Fat Che publicly stated that Mr. Wiggum was the only person from the other side that he liked.
Damn, I wish I had the "people skills" of our Mr. Wiggum.
Again, happy birthday, sir, and many many many more!
