123 As Easy As ZQR

I just discovered a blog that informed me that I did indeed have the means to donate to charities, as I had the resources to view this particular web-journal. WELL clearly someone has a much to stalker-like eye on my financial affairs! It is very unnerving to think of a bank-account peeping tom! Obviously however an inept one.

Lets review the facts logically shall we?

Would anyone like a cup of tea?

Biscuit?

Patē?

Brilliant.

(No one can say I am not the hostess with the mostest.)

Firstly I certainly did view the afore mentioned blog, this is fact.
Secondly it did state without so much as a inch of room to turn over and tie up a shoe, that I had the resources available to make a donation.
Thirdly I clearly do not. Well not if I wish to attend university, and become the next Marina Prior, as opposed to a Garbage Man (though I hear they have incredibly high salaries who would have guessed) or a mail room attendant. I knew a mail room attendant, and he is perhaps the most depressed tormented man on earth, with a large penchant for drinking far to much coca-cola and as nice as he is, I do not wish to become him. Or a mini-him, or a mini him-her...suffice to say it is not my aim in life.

Thus the blogger with the sweeping generalizations bites the dust and once again I prove that it is as fact as I suspected. Theatre persons are the highest intellectual beings on earth and the next level of natural selection.