No, seriously. Leave me alone. I’m not listening to you. There is nothing you can say to make me love you. You are a creep. If you come to my house I will call the police and tell the whole sordid story, and your precious anonymity will be lost.
Go away. Game over.
Sincerely,
Terri Shea
OK Terri - that’s scary! I hope you’re OK!
That idiot still hasn’t gone away? What a total attention seeking dork! I’m so sorry. Let me know if you need anything. (like, extra sharp knitting needles.)
Oh, for a laugh…I was travelling recently and a heavily made up, hard drinking woman in her early twenties said nothing to me but “They let you take those on the plane?” while gesturing scornfully to my #1 metal dpns. I said yes, I’d travelled all over the world with my knitting and asked if she had a ball point pen or a pencil? (she did not. It figures.) Then I asked if she had pointy earrings. (oh, she said, maybe.) I suggested they were probably about as dangerous as the needles. Except that knitters aren’t usually terrorists, and btw? I’d be pretty likely to fight back with my needles if need be. She left me alone after that. I think she was afraid. Snort!
I hope you already did call the police.
OOOooo, blech. I actually had a stalker that had delusions that he was a vampire. Yes, seriously. Scary stuff. Do be careful! Better to be safe than sorry in these cases.
On another note…..that red sweater? Drooling on the keyboard. It is stunning!
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