The art of war

Now, while together me and F make something of a team effort to wage war on just about every other living, thinking being on this planet(I use thinking because you'd be surprised at the sheer lack of thinking going on in people. If you are not, you're obviously one of those people we talk oh so much about). But sometimes, we tend to get way over our heads. As is custom of the world, it is easy enough to find targets. You toss a stone in a room and you hit 4 "candidates". Finding a like-minded person.......well as you can see by the number of members of this blog, is a fairly difficult prospect.

However, finding people too smart, much easier than you'd think. While it's rare that I'm frequently outfoxed, the category of too smart proves to be an achilles heel There are ways of dealing with the category known as "too smart", however this isn't particularly my area of expertise, and is more the division of my multi-talented partner in crime, F. Much to my chagrin, too smarts tend to exist, and seem to live within close proximity of us.

Though this little lessons in humility finally thought me about what it's like for F, when he get's "verbally Buttfucked" by my richness, and I apologize heavily. We do commend those that can mentally outpace us individually, but with F's help, in the words of Obama, "yes we can".




D.