Well I got into a little word scrap the other day with a fella who claimed my argument was based on “anecdotal evydense” and shouldn’t carry no more weight than a popcorn fart. Well that galled me purty good for a few days and then I got to rememberin some things.
Awhile back I ended up in devorce court over anecdotal evydense and the judge gave it plenty of weight! I proclaimed that I was merely a victum of my own poor memry and a wife who was felony suspicious.
Now despite loud and mostly false accusations from my soon-to-be ex “numero cinco” I maintained my innocense before the court. After all, I argued, how was I to know the thong I bought for her was used, three sizes too small and lost behind the seat of my truck. And “No, Yur Honor, I didn’t think to keep the danged receipt”.
Now I didn’t see the legal case on that one cuz there weren’t no legs stickin outta that thong nor no glossy picturs of me and her (if there had been a me and her). I told the judge that there weren’t no hard evidence in this case and he allowed that, considerin my age, probly too much time had passed for that consideration…whatever that ment.
Anyway, back to my point about circumstantial evydense. Its all in who wants to beleve whut. For example, if a woman wants to think she looks like Marily Monroe then the fact that she is 300 lbs and wearin a pup tent ain’t gonna change her mind.
And , on the other hand, if this card-cheatin, double-deelin fella from the other day wants to maintain that jest becuz the Ace of spades fell outta his hat don’t mean that he put it there…well then I say fine, the Judge otta make “numero cinco” give me back my Ford truck and my huntin rifles.