Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read
need to get a room.
Yawn. You, and every other one of the maybe hundred-odd people who have offered this locker-room-grade dismissal, on seeing a good friend of mine and I sustaining a public dialogue over the past five years, maybe need to
(trying to adopt your own dialectic that you might be fluent in)
get a life.
Or, you could make an adult contribution to it. Which is (breaking news) the reason why we do this in public, rather than “get a room.”
