Turnabout is fair play
May 6, 2002
Our Todd is on the loose again. This time with a somewhat depreciatory assessment of my intellect. I’ve never claimed to be a wizard, but at least I write under my real name.
Now, it’s my turn to comment on Todd’s mental acuity, for was it not the Bard (of Stratford-on-Avon) who said, “Turnabout is fair play”?
I’m sure that if you took Todd’s brains and stuffed them up a sparrow’s arse, they’d rattle around like a BB in a boxcar. Come to think of it, I could be the man for the job, as I am low on work.
I’d prefer to be paid by the hour rather than by the cubic centimeter for reasons that should be quite obvious by now.