rumitoid wrote:
Yes, you are right to call me on this point, in a way. But life has movement, ginnyt. This debate, along with other very disturbing things I disclosed about another vet that same evening of Thanksgiving, went on for a while. Initially, my friend saw it as the tough part of growing up in a poor community, where his trailer park upbringing made him the usual target but he would get the best of them. Later, the t***h sank in: he was a bully.
Rumitoid, again this is interesting. He went from a deprived, down trodden, impoverished youth to a farm boy. How interesting.