But, the husband didn't get to E-9 by being an idiot.....
You know, sir, I got so much material on the
yenta--kindly provided by the
yenta herself, no other person--when doing the award, I can write it in just about any form; long essay, short story, three-act play, lengthy poem, half-hour situation-comedy script for television, haikus, limericks.
And because the
yenta pissed me off the other day, I'd promised to give her award "special treatment," as she's likely to be a top primitive, the only question being #03 DUmmie or #02 DUmmie or Top DUmmie of 2011. The
yenta pissed me off when she promised the primitives and decent and civilized people everywhere that she was going to take a one-day "break" from Skins's island.....and then she didn't.
And here, I'd been hoping for a
yenta-free day. At least one day, God, please.
I'm not saying it'll come out this way, but right now, right at the moment, I'm leaning towards making her award an open letter to her husband. I think the guy goes to work every day innocently believing the wife is tending to household chores while he's gone. I don't think the poor guy has the slightest idea that his own wife is making him look like an ass, by her conduct.
Someone needs to tell him, so he may correct the matter.