He Is Such a Fool Part 2

I have known him long before we have actually met. Stories of him, that is. His mother talkes a lot. I love her and I do love her talking. The son of disappointment, long story short. Did not manage his life seriously. Foolish trifler, hard to talk to as he rages instantly about any questions put and does not answer any in the end of course. (Later on I have added to the list kind of dislike of him on his father side). Every single mension was concluded- "you would never ever understand each other, he is such a fool". You know, very funny bit, when the mother of somebody is just taking unbelievable pains to convince you, it is impossible for you to like him. Do you know how the anti-ad works? Well-- well for me. More she said, the more fun was to me to behave opposite to her kindly advice. I do not understand that either but as he was open to meet me, I was open to meet him. Crazy. When I am thinking writing of it now, I suppose there might be Someone bigger in the picture this time.