Confusion over UnCon

Well, I thought I’d gotten lost and ended up on the Soap Opera Board for a while there. Sheesh, I’m glad I took a few off and missed this charming display of Lexxian togetherness. Anyway, Sad, the Shoe Shop is still there and I wish I were there with a pint right now. Renee, wherever you are, thank you for your forebearance and for not tellin’ us to go stuff it. And, now that we’re all one big happy, again, like Sad I’d be interested in a firm(ish) date so I can plan on where to flop myself for the week.

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“Oh! You think [i]what?[/i] You think Claudius murdered your Dad? Well, no wonder you’ve been so rude to him at the dinner table! If I’d known [i]that,[/i] I could have put you straight in no time flat.

It wasn’t Claudius, darling.

It was me.

(Atwood, Margaret: ‘Gertrude Talks Back’)