[while both of us are doing our own little computer thing, totally strung out from an evening out in Boston conversing with folks on philosophical topics]
“…Looks like I’m officially volunteering for ***.
“Spanky is looking forward to working with me!”
“Aaand you’re looking forward to working with Spanky!”
“…Perhaps you should write that to Spanky. Otherwise Spanky will be sad.”
“And you don’t want Spanky to be sad.“
