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They're finally declared...The Regent Doctrine

Nem called me today, right after he read the above Regent Doctrine, and had the following conversation with me.

Me: Hello?
Nem: Regent?
Me: Nem? Hey, playa, it's been a while.
Nem: Yeah, well, I've been busy. Giving oral to hot chicks.
Me: Yeah, sure, sure. How's tricks?
Nem: Good. You?
Me: Good.
Nem: Are you giving oral to hot chicks as well?
Me: Can't say that I -
Nem: What? You have? That's awesome. You should tape it.
Me: Right. Will do.
Nem: I read the Regent Doctrine. I agree with it.
Me: But doesn't it say...
Nem: Yeah.
Me: So you agree that you...
Nem: Yeah.
Me: So you're not going to call me...
Nem: Ever again. Honestly.
Me: That's sad.
Nem: Okay, not untill you're eighteen.
Me: That's better.
Nem: Do me some favors.
Me: Yeah?
Nem: First favor: touch yourself in private places while thinking of me.
Me: First favor refused.
Nem: Okay. Second favor, post this conversation, in its entiritey, on your blog thing... Jack reads that, right?
Me: Yeah... its kind of boring so far. Are you going to give a little speech about something?
Nem: Stop ruining the suprise.
Me: Sorry.
Nem: You're a good kid, Regent, and I just called to -
Me: Just to clarify, is this your little speech?
Nem: Won't you let me have even a MOMENT of drama?
Me: Sorry, please continue.
Nem: I just called to let you know that I'll be removing myself from your life, as of tonight. I agree with what they said, you're a nice girl, and I've put you through some shit I shouldn't have. You're constantly putting your ass on the line for me and I'm still fucking shit up. You're pretty, smart, and, oh, shit, hold on a sec... (in background) hey, baby, it's been a while, I'll be off the phone in a little while... uh-uh, don't touch that till I get back... is that a new g-string?... heh that's what I thought (resumes conversation) what was I saying? Oh, yeah, you're a great girl and I really think that you should become a stripper or get your education or whatever the hell it is that Jack wants you to do, because he's done a good job raising you so far. A damn fine job. I figured that out when you slugged Alex in the face.. damn you've got a mean right hook. But that's not the point. The point is... there's not a point, just a summary. You are good. I am bad. Jack is right. I'm not going to talk to you anymore because I get you in trouble. That's it.
Me: Thanks, Nem. But... I'm going to miss you. We were best buds for a long time.
Nem: Yeah, I know, kid. Playa playa forever, right?
Me: Right. I love you, man, and I'll ride for you till the day I die.
Nem: I know, and the same to you. You're my favorite sixteen year old exgirlfriend of Byleth.
Me: Yeah, and you're my favorite X dealer turned antiques sale man.
Nem: I'm going to hang up before you start crying, because I wouldn't be able to stand it. You know I love you, and you know we're friends till death.
Me: Too late, and yeah I know.
- click -

So, I guess Nem is out of my life (for now). I miss you, man.

Love to all of ya'll,
Regent


P.S. I love Garrett, and I was molested by a catholic priest this weekend. Fun stuff!