Hello, Hello, Helloooooooooo

Mark and I have a policy here in the house. You can say anything you want, and neither of us is allowed to be offended. Instead, if you don't like what the stated opinion is, you have to argue against it, and you have to do it without being mean. Also, if you feel it necessary to use offensive words, go right ahead. We discuss race openly and we often use words that would get me killed in the wrong neighborhood. Mostly we discuss politics, our town, our families, and our friends. It's open season on whatever you want to talk about. The only rule is that it never leaves our house, it's between Mark and me.

The other day Mark and I were discussing a bar that we used to frequent. In it's day it was a great place, in fact it is where Mark and I met. Lately however, the clientele has both aged, and changed ethnicity. That is what we were talking about. About twenty minutes after that discussion, Mark got a text from a friend of his. It was word for word what Mark and I had said about that bar. It turns out that Mark had pocket dialed his friend, and he had listened to our entire conversation. All I can say is thank god Mark is the one with the big, loud mouth, and that I wasn't the one using the worst language to describe the bar's clientele.