Derek,

Fickle!
Fickle is what you are.
Fickle is what you are in the eyes of Fifi.
Derek Lad, kin to being fickle with all his little beauties.

Now look what you have done. You have led others down the path of fickleness. Poor Bill. Oh, poor ‘Willum the Fickle’ is what they will call him. Derek, I think you are spreading some kind of virus among us. I think it might be the Fickle finger of Love virus. Oh No! Why did you infect an old man like me? Don’t you realize old folks have weak immune systems. I think I’m coming down with a bad case of the fickles and don’t have the strength to overcome it. Ruthie says they are coming out with an antidote for that terrible itch in my chest. Don’t suffer with seven years of itch just go to the store and buy a box of seven thousand. These wonder drugs are expensive, but what the heck, if they work what’s the difference?

I guess you gotta do what you gotta do. I guess it goes along the lines of the old saying -
It’s better to fart and live in shame than not to fart and die in pain.

Derek, you got the kind of humor that turns me on.

Grandpa Doug