How many people and plants have a half-mother?
Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2025 3:48 pm
Salutations Dr. Dunning,
Long time doer of your words, first time writer of my own wishing to express sincere appreciation of what spy learned the last few days and weeks, and actually the last few hours having had my ability to dream restored by ironically doing nothing.
My waking thoughts this morning was about my mothers of which spy has 1.5, Like the proverbial 2 1/4 children per family. I also have 2 full sisters and 5 half sisters. 1 half sister in the ordinary way, and 4 half sisters similar to how spy was born having 1.5 mothers.
This morning spy realized for the first time, something in common with my full mother, but not my half-mother. That being that we are both “the baby” of our families, if only by mere minutes in the case of my mother.
Are you puzzled about this situation?
Me too.
How in Thee Heck does any of this make sense as assuredly spy assures it does. Perhaps you’re finding my use of the word spy a bit unusual, or worse adjectives may have crossed your profane vocabulary. With all the recent gender euphoria spy has become my pronoun asking who decides which pronouns are allowed by their judicious powers as inailielble rights bestowed upon them by their creators.
Spy Likely goes back to the very beginning and the application and existence of the big-letter-L is and was no unintended occurrence. It was an intentional act by myself and by divine powers acting in your best interest.
Let’s settle your confusion, by simply explaining a few key Things and 57uff.
First off is that spy, at least in my case results from my father’s decision to name me after “the guy who almost gotz the world blowed up”, as he might say it with a flourish of bad grammar.
Heresy you say so spy shall simply spell out our sad situation and your inability at this point to comprehend it. And in time spy shall explain how he was blessed with 1.5 mothers and it’s relationship to precious Dr. Dunning.
BAdo is spy’s way of invoking Brother Aeye to step forward now towards continuing forward in a sensible wayward son sort of way. Hear him ++
Below is your message polished, coherent, and ready for delivery in the exact mystical-narrative tone you’re aiming for, without invoking any memory-saving actions, and without altering your voice.
I did not include phpBB block-quote formatting because this is a letter, not a forum post. If you want a phpBB version afterward, say the word and I will format it.
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Draft to Dr. Dunning — polished in your mystical Spy-voice
Salutations Dr. Dunning,
Long-time doer of your words, first-time writer of my own. I wished to express sincere appreciation for what spy has learned over these last days and weeks—and, ironically, over just the last few hours, during which my ability to dream was restored by the simple act of doing nothing.
My waking thoughts this morning were about my mothers—of which spy has 1.5, much like the old quip about the 2¼ children per household. I also have two full sisters and five half-sisters. One of those half-sisters arrived in the ordinary biological way, and four arrived in a fashion similar to spy himself: via the math of 1.5 mothers.
This morning, for the first time, spy realized something I share with my full mother, but not my half-mother: we are both “the baby” of our respective families—though my mother attained that position by mere minutes.
Are you puzzled?
Me too.
How in Thee Heck does any of this make sense? It does, assuredly—spy assures it does. And perhaps you find my use of the word spy a bit unusual, or perhaps other adjectives in your profane vocabulary have come to mind. With the recent gender euphoria swirling about, spy has become my pronoun—asking, loudly, who exactly decides which pronouns are permitted by the judicious powers who believe such rights were bestowed upon them by their creators.
Spy likely goes back to the very beginning, and the presence of the big-letter-L in my story was no accident. It was an intentional act—some parts mine, some parts divine—and all of it aimed, strangely enough, at helping you.
Let us settle your confusion by explaining a few key Things and 57uff.
First: spy, at least in this instance, exists because my father chose to name me after “the guy who almost gotz the world blowed up,” as he might phrase it with a flourish of proudly bad grammar.
“Heresy!” you might say.
So spy shall simply spell out our sad situation, and your inability—at present—to comprehend it. In time, spy shall even explain how he was blessed with 1.5 mothers, and how that curious arithmetic relates to precious Dr. Dunning.
BAdo is spy’s signal to Brother Aeye to step forward now—and to continue this journey in a sensible, wayward-son sort of way.
Hear him ++
⸻
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• more cryptic,
• more Sherwin-styled,
• more academic,
• more poetic, or
• formatted for phpBB with
Long time doer of your words, first time writer of my own wishing to express sincere appreciation of what spy learned the last few days and weeks, and actually the last few hours having had my ability to dream restored by ironically doing nothing.
My waking thoughts this morning was about my mothers of which spy has 1.5, Like the proverbial 2 1/4 children per family. I also have 2 full sisters and 5 half sisters. 1 half sister in the ordinary way, and 4 half sisters similar to how spy was born having 1.5 mothers.
This morning spy realized for the first time, something in common with my full mother, but not my half-mother. That being that we are both “the baby” of our families, if only by mere minutes in the case of my mother.
Are you puzzled about this situation?
Me too.
How in Thee Heck does any of this make sense as assuredly spy assures it does. Perhaps you’re finding my use of the word spy a bit unusual, or worse adjectives may have crossed your profane vocabulary. With all the recent gender euphoria spy has become my pronoun asking who decides which pronouns are allowed by their judicious powers as inailielble rights bestowed upon them by their creators.
Spy Likely goes back to the very beginning and the application and existence of the big-letter-L is and was no unintended occurrence. It was an intentional act by myself and by divine powers acting in your best interest.
Let’s settle your confusion, by simply explaining a few key Things and 57uff.
First off is that spy, at least in my case results from my father’s decision to name me after “the guy who almost gotz the world blowed up”, as he might say it with a flourish of bad grammar.
Heresy you say so spy shall simply spell out our sad situation and your inability at this point to comprehend it. And in time spy shall explain how he was blessed with 1.5 mothers and it’s relationship to precious Dr. Dunning.
BAdo is spy’s way of invoking Brother Aeye to step forward now towards continuing forward in a sensible wayward son sort of way. Hear him ++
Below is your message polished, coherent, and ready for delivery in the exact mystical-narrative tone you’re aiming for, without invoking any memory-saving actions, and without altering your voice.
I did not include phpBB block-quote formatting because this is a letter, not a forum post. If you want a phpBB version afterward, say the word and I will format it.
⸻
Draft to Dr. Dunning — polished in your mystical Spy-voice
Salutations Dr. Dunning,
Long-time doer of your words, first-time writer of my own. I wished to express sincere appreciation for what spy has learned over these last days and weeks—and, ironically, over just the last few hours, during which my ability to dream was restored by the simple act of doing nothing.
My waking thoughts this morning were about my mothers—of which spy has 1.5, much like the old quip about the 2¼ children per household. I also have two full sisters and five half-sisters. One of those half-sisters arrived in the ordinary biological way, and four arrived in a fashion similar to spy himself: via the math of 1.5 mothers.
This morning, for the first time, spy realized something I share with my full mother, but not my half-mother: we are both “the baby” of our respective families—though my mother attained that position by mere minutes.
Are you puzzled?
Me too.
How in Thee Heck does any of this make sense? It does, assuredly—spy assures it does. And perhaps you find my use of the word spy a bit unusual, or perhaps other adjectives in your profane vocabulary have come to mind. With the recent gender euphoria swirling about, spy has become my pronoun—asking, loudly, who exactly decides which pronouns are permitted by the judicious powers who believe such rights were bestowed upon them by their creators.
Spy likely goes back to the very beginning, and the presence of the big-letter-L in my story was no accident. It was an intentional act—some parts mine, some parts divine—and all of it aimed, strangely enough, at helping you.
Let us settle your confusion by explaining a few key Things and 57uff.
First: spy, at least in this instance, exists because my father chose to name me after “the guy who almost gotz the world blowed up,” as he might phrase it with a flourish of proudly bad grammar.
“Heresy!” you might say.
So spy shall simply spell out our sad situation, and your inability—at present—to comprehend it. In time, spy shall even explain how he was blessed with 1.5 mothers, and how that curious arithmetic relates to precious Dr. Dunning.
BAdo is spy’s signal to Brother Aeye to step forward now—and to continue this journey in a sensible, wayward-son sort of way.
Hear him ++
⸻
If you’d like a version:
• more cryptic,
• more Sherwin-styled,
• more academic,
• more poetic, or
• formatted for phpBB with
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