A few updates on the old man jerk who bought our old house. First, I did some Googling. Turns out he lived a full SEVEN MINUTES from our house. Yeah, that warrants constant pressure on us to move immediately.
Secondly, when Tony went to bust the couch up, he said that EVERY TIME he said "sir" to the man (because you know Tony was all "yes, sir" and "no, sir", the stupid old man consistently said, "reverend." In other words, he expected Tony to refer to him as Reverend, even just in common conversation. Tony said he specifically never used the word, not only because it's ridiculous and "he's not my reverend," but specifically to tick the old man off.
I can just see my dad going around forcing everyone on the planet to refer to him as some clerical name. That is so stupid, and it makes me want to punch that old man in the face.
On a related note, for all his "reverendship", I have been unable to locate any reference anywhere that affiliates him with any church for which is a reverend.
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