People are interested in what they’re interested in.
Seriously, you can talk astrophysics all day long, and some people don’t come away with anything new other than “Astronomers wear horrible shoes, did you know that? They LOOK like upscale nice shoes, but they’re department store knockoffs. Rubber soles! Rubber!”
Kara brought up exactly what she wanted to talk about with her mom. Mr. Biner brought up exactly what he wants everyone to talk about with his wife and daughter. No one’s at fault, no one’s to blame… not that we won’t try.
So… who’s side are YOU taking?
To answer your question, Greg – I am with Hubris in this!
B-A-B-I-E-S!
Hubris’
So neither of those two.
Right there with ya!
Mr. Biner must really want grand-kids more than he’ll admit.
I’d say Mr. Biner just won a new roomie, the lawnmower. Doubt they have a dog house so he’s going to be sleeping in the garage.
Now really, Kara is going to get ticked off enough to go back to Hubris, just because!!!!! Steve, who?
Personally, I can’t wait until Hubris meets Mr. Biner again.
Since him and Kara aren’t dating anymore, he doesn’t have to diplomatic and can finally inform the sawed-off, Napoleon Complex, know-it-all, loudmouth, know-nothing twerp about how he truly feels.
Or, since Hubris is nicer than me, he’ll just let it slide.
I wish I could click “LIKE” to your comment.
I’m still not sure Kara is clear what she really wants as opposed to what she thinks she’s supposed to want.
I’m siding with HUBRIS! Why, you might ask? Because Kara needs time to make up her mind, and Old Man Biner needs to have his behind booted… to the moon.
That’s why I suggested Mr. Biner’s new roomie is the lawn mower… easier to send someone to the garage to sleep with the spiders than boot their posterior hard enough to get them to break orbit and head for deep space…