The Number Issue

Hey, didn't I tell you I had a problem with numbers? While it would seem that I put you at a very unfavourable third, in all actuality, I meant to put you at a very high number one, but my number dyslexia got me all confused. Well that was how i felt until I read the blog, and you re-pointed out to me all th horrible mean things you did to me, namely my face, your shirt, my date, your fun.....but that's ok...cause i've been saving up my payback for quite some time...and well, it'll be a doozy when it comes.....it could be a few months down the road, or 50, when you need a new kidney, I'll be the only match(through some sort of weird genetic miracle) and I'll agree, than right before you go under the anasthetic...i'll say "psych!!!" and laugh all the way outta the hospital!

I'm just kidding, u can have a kidney, i'm sure i've damaged them somehow but you can have one!