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I sometimes have difficulty dealing with my duality, or maybe better said, dealing with that other guy who isn't as well behaved or as responsible as me. He's the one who writes a lot of these posts and his presence and incorrigibility in my life has created no end of problems and dilemmas for me. He is a rascal and a scoundrel with low regard for authority and convention. His discipline is nearly non existent, particularly in matters involving that which can be ingested, digested, smoked, drunk, fondled, licked or penetrated. Only I maintain any standards or control in these matters, minimal though it may be at times. I'm tellin' ya he weaves, bobs and bullshits and wouldn't know a straight line if he was walking down the tracks. I mention he's irascible and indiscreet, shameless almost?

When I'm in charge, and I often am, all is well in the world. There is that much needed sense of order and calm and goals get met, shit gets done, I pay the bills, he spends like a drunken sailor. You can read some of my stuff down there, you'll know if it's me, I'm the one who isn't shocking. I could spend time with your kids, your mom and dad, sit at your dinner table and impress you with my experiences and achievements, my quick wit and charm and my conversational abilities.

He would wink at your mom behind your dad's back and seduce your niece, or at least try, maybe send her an email at college, ask her if she still has her high school cheerleader uniform. You can see some of his incohesive ramblings below. It will be quite obvious which posts are his. He's bad and shows little remorse about it. I sometimes think I should start my own blog so I can invite your mom to read it and not feel so self conscious when people like me come here, people in control, you know, like me.......not so self conscious about them seeing the pitiful pornographic parlance of drivel spewed forth with a vengence of disrespect and disregard for all that is Disneyesque and morally upright and suitable for the whole family. Maybe I should. Could invite my kids, your kids, my coworkers maybe. Make my dad proud, shit maybe get an award or something, some blog prize.

But alas, I doubt I could quell the riotious behaviour for which he is so well known and I'm sure the occasional off color remark or sexual allusion, or illusion, would creep into the conversation when I wasn't looking. He's sneaky like that. So I'll struggle to maintain a sense of decorum here and if you would, please indulge the inconsistencies and occasional forays into depravity.

Plus, to be perfectly honest, and I'm being candid and forthright with you here........I really would like to see your niece naked.