and asked me if I think I’m perfect because the only perfect human being was Jesus Christ and he is amazed that of all the billions of people in the world

I would be the only other perfect one.

I obviously replied that he could not be the other perfect human on earth because if he were, he would not have asked such a question when the answer, of course, is


Undated scribble, cannot guess when I wrote it, but clearly remember the back and forth with my husband. I like conversations with him. He is funny + clever. Thought this one so funny I wrote it down. Have snippets of many others, too — perhaps to use in a novel. May adapt + use this one.