Let me inflict on you, Dear Listener, a study in how women must simply… yell louder! In order to be heard through the insufferable dronings on and on and on and on and on and on and on, well you get the picture, of the male ego at full yap. Bless their hearts. It’s little wonder any of ’em rarely see the Big Picture Forest – given their repetitive insistence on the tedious parsing of little trees into sawdust. Agghhhhhhhh!!!
Next time, Joe Dear… an advance agenda and a kitchen timer. Please.