That's how I felt as I watched a certain someone make their way around my home selecting items to pick up and inspect. Items I did not even notice myself were in the room. I did not don that helmet nor did I hold a cigarette but all the same, I heard my mind speak those very words with the same feeling of humor as they were intended by Artie Johnson.
Very interesting
That person was following a pattern he has been observing for years that I had hoped they would not have latched onto. A pattern of control and needing to know EVERYTHING.
Hmmm -- I wonder if that person had an inspectors badge.
The End
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