So, I received a voicemail on my phone yesterday from
Sally. First, you need to know that I can never ever understand her on the phone. There's some combination of the way she holds her phone and her pitch and the way my speaker is that makes her literally sound like one of the adults from a Charlie Brown movie ("wah wah wah wah").
So when I was done with work I called her back to have her clarify her voicemail.
Me: "I got your message. Did you say- 'my only goal next year is to beat no one' or 'my only goal next year is to beat
Nerwen'?"
Sally: "N----n, I said n-----n!"
Me: "Why
Nerwen?"
Sally: "No! With an 'L'!
Gwath!"
Me: "Oh! NOLAN."
Sally: "Yes!"
Me: "Not an easy task."
Sally: "I'm going to do it."
Me: "I suppose you could copy all of his predictions and then try your hardest to beat him in the very first set of games, and if you're up by so much as a point after the first round just copy everything he does after that."
Sally: "Ooo, ha ha ha!!"
So beware,
Gwath- everyone will be out to get you!
