Oh, come come now ...
What is there to be believed from or of You?
What is there to be believed of me?
If for nothing else it is a matter of whether worth what is most valued.
One thing I tend to cut very, very short is the amount of time I will spend considering anything that comes out of a mouth that has already lied to me. I do not waste on wondering.
Ah, but, what's in a name?
My time. Whachugot? LOL
Nuttin Norton, ya got nuttin
The local I tell nothing has some sort of a clue. I wonder where he got the notion to thank me for my time. I do not share my kinkies with the locals, hmmmm? |