I forwarded Joey a copy of an email I sent to my Pulmonologist, wherein I asked him about medical procedures that may help my emphysema.  Here’s the chat session with Joe where he demonstrates his limitless compassion and support.

Joey: sperm wrangler?

Stonemeister: i got fired from my recruiter job

Joey: ;pissed off your computer?

Stonemeister: sexual harassment

Joey: at least it was worth it

Joey: Dr. Ulmelmahay?

Stonemeister: bugger?  i'm filling out a job app, gimme a sec?

Joey: Mr. Cocktoastin?

Stonemeister: ok, done

BUZZ!!!

Joey: knob gobbler?

Stonemeister: you dick

Joey: SORRY

Stonemeister: that doesn't make sense

Stonemeister: if you wanted me to know you're there, you wouldn't be invisible

Joey: I'M NOT WORTHY

Well, the meister got the “Welcome to our blog” part right.  Most of what followed was a bit dodgy.  It was actually the middle of the sixth grade when I first met my lifelong pal at the school bus stop where he was having his clothes physically removed by several local toughs who had apparently taken exception to the meister’s boastful claims that he could recite pie to fifty places.  Not that the meister couldn’t back it up, it’s just that the guys we grew up with tended to believe that anybody that smart deserved to be left naked ...