Ever annoying Dr. Twit here at work just got shipped off to a conference at UC Davis. Where, it is hoped, she'll be wacked by yakuza mob bosses, her scrawny aged body pickled and shipped off to some diseased madman's secret fortress near Bumfuck Mongolia, there to be used in some arcane ritual.
Failing that, it hoped that it will become blindingly obvious to everyone that her alleged mind has become a particularly poor grade of tofu and she will be quietly but quickly edged into a care home.
Senility and manipulation are not good combinations.
Failing that, it hoped that it will become blindingly obvious to everyone that her alleged mind has become a particularly poor grade of tofu and she will be quietly but quickly edged into a care home.
Senility and manipulation are not good combinations.