Dear JVP
>>Actually, the point is whether you continue to have ex parte communications with me...<<
Huh? I think you've made a slight boo-boo in your interpretation of "ex parte". It makes no sense in your context. < g >
>>When you do, I'll have my fly swatter ready...<<
I don't expect that, physically reprimanding yourself is not the answer. Just stop and think a little before you speak and you won't have to keep swatting your silly self.
>>WTF are you to make a threat like this? Am I supposed to be shaking and quivering in my shoes here????<<
Everything isn't about the mighty JVP, you know. Unlike you I have a successful company to run, I'd rather focus on that.
Go on then, tell me the company is too small for his lordship to even consider. I don't think you'll be able to stop yourself.
"... They ne'er cared for us
yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to
support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act
established against the rich, and provide more
piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain
the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and
there's all the love they bear us."
-- Shakespeare: Coriolanus, Act 1, scene 1