Right…listen up plonkers.
I’m sick to death of needy bloggers holding the rest of the world hostage to their brittle emotions. It’s all about heat and kitchens. Get cooking or get fucked !!!
If you don’t like a comment, DELETE IT !!! That’s what that button is there for.
If you don’t like a specific commenter, BLOCK THE CUNT !!! That’s why you have administerial privileges.
Threats to close your blog, only to re-open it an hour later wear thin after a while, as I hope this little exercise illustrates. Thanks to an ‘Unnamed Angel’, who convinced me that ‘TWG’ was far too important a body of work to sacrifice on the altar of blog-politics, I will now rise from my own ashes, all Jesus-and-Phoenix-like…to resume taking the piss out of stuff.
Because that’s what I enjoy.
And if you don’t like it…FUCK OFF !!!
And if you have a pesky troll who leaves nasty little pieces of troll-poo on your pristine blog, either deal with it, cut your fucking head off…or send them here and I’ll pick their tiny troll-wings off one by one.
And as ‘Rackorf’ would tell you…harden the fuck up !!!
Now, who wants some…
I’m sick to death of needy bloggers holding the rest of the world hostage to their brittle emotions. It’s all about heat and kitchens. Get cooking or get fucked !!!
If you don’t like a comment, DELETE IT !!! That’s what that button is there for.
If you don’t like a specific commenter, BLOCK THE CUNT !!! That’s why you have administerial privileges.
Threats to close your blog, only to re-open it an hour later wear thin after a while, as I hope this little exercise illustrates. Thanks to an ‘Unnamed Angel’, who convinced me that ‘TWG’ was far too important a body of work to sacrifice on the altar of blog-politics, I will now rise from my own ashes, all Jesus-and-Phoenix-like…to resume taking the piss out of stuff.
Because that’s what I enjoy.
And if you don’t like it…FUCK OFF !!!
And if you have a pesky troll who leaves nasty little pieces of troll-poo on your pristine blog, either deal with it, cut your fucking head off…or send them here and I’ll pick their tiny troll-wings off one by one.
And as ‘Rackorf’ would tell you…harden the fuck up !!!
Now, who wants some…
21 comments:
or you can always do what I did and send in a childhood animated cartoon image and paste it on your blog to scare away all the bad people.
worked for me.....sofar....
Oh fingers. I missed everything, I didn't even know you went away. But you should definately stay here too, blogsville is much better with you in it.
About time you took your Ballerina skirt off, Cinderfella!
Fingers...who's hard and who's fucking...lots of words here that I like.
Um...I want some.
Ciao babes...later.
Even if no one else is, I'm glad you're back on the air Fingers.
surfercam! I AM! i posted my boobies to celebrate the very fact!
jeeeeesus, what else can a girl do?
BBH: Save that mush for someone who needs it and harden the fuck up, Betty.
Steph: Thanks for the tips on faking your own blog-death. That routine you used 3 years ago worked fine again.
Kitty: You were right about your handles; they are too big. You should look into getting them recessed by a proper cabinet-maker.
Spiky: I'm hard. But I'm looking to get harder still.
SC: Appreciate your thoughts, Ass Kisser.
Kitty: I think we all know the answer to that one. It's smoo-time, folks...
my handles are just fine as they are thank you.
smoo you want hmmmmm? i will probably be a princess about it, but i don't see a problem with that.
Any time. Someone's gotta show you twats how it's done.
Okay, Brainiac....what would you do in my situation? About nine different readers in my city troll through my archives, and email people I have discussed?
There is no way to block these people as they don't have the courage to comment. They just steal and disseminate information.
And I have no idea in the world who they are.
Fingers...what! You're looking to get harder still? Oh, you sweet talker, are you coming on to me?
Ha...I'm with you fingers. I could bust a cap on someone's ass for real. That's how we used to roll in my hood when I was a teen.
Hey yeah, steph is right. Was that you in that ballerina skirt...you looked so cute. I should have known it was you...you were flipping me off. Sweetie, you have to work on bending your knees...like so. Ha.
Fingers, have a fab weekend babes. I'm glad you didn't go away...I would be destroyed.
there will never be a word about bunnies boiling again...
you hear?
hahahahahahahaha
crazy batfuck
And I don't even know what that means... much less what the last three posts on here are all about. I like it here. here in obliviousville. It is warm.
What are we talking about here? I zoned out when I saw nothing mentioned of midgets and ball gags.
Mate, do these sad sacks know that you're a four foot, homo, midget in a wheelchair or what?
Kitty: There's not too many ways of being precious while getting your smoo out for the camera.
Steph: Onya, Yoda.
Phish: Now there's a cooking/lifestyle show I'd watch.
LT: OK, you're pretty screwed. You have my permission to close your blog in that case.
Spiky: I'm not leaving Blogger without getting you and Kitty into a threesome.
Kelly: Um...what ?? Are you on drugs.
BB: Nothing to see here. Move on. Or get your bongos out.
KP: Yeah, I love talking tough at chicks.
Lombay: Steph does, coz she comes round every Friday and gives me a sponge bath.
Rack: Let's find a troll and play shuttletroll with it.
Jin: Who doesn't like my blog...what are those cunts' names...
PRINCESS.
PRIIIIINCEEEEEESS.
jaysus. you know what i am trying to saaaaaaaaaay?
tell us how you really feel!
Wow. OHM wants some.
I'm sure its been made into a video already.
I am high on life fingers. High on life.
word.
Administerial. Heh. Is that an actual word? sounds so important. Henceforth you shall be known as Fingers: the Assistant Sub Vice President of Administerial Privileges. I'll leave the official "annointing" to one of the female fans.
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