Not only do you read my journal AND my writings on 6S (thanks for the info, Rob for matching the IP!), you have me on an RSS feed from www.bloglines.com!!
You sly dog!
You actually have it set up to notify you down there in Sarasota, Florida when I post on my journal!!
You cute little gimp, you!
I'm wondering, though... you've got, what, three posts on my journal today.
Did you really just cream your jeans over a stranger's broken car? That seems to me like a "batshit crazy" reaction.
Now, I'll hit post, your RSS feed will notify you I've posted, and you can get ready to wank off on this post, dedicated to you, Mr. IP 71.203.5
You hunka-hunka burning obsessed with me guy.
13 comments:
I don't know who that vindictive asshole is but I live in Sarasota. I really don't understand people like that.
ah huh. if you say so. i know how it is, not wanting to admit the need, the desire, the burning want to read me, to comment about me...i see you held out for an entire 30 minutes.
impressive, my ickle stalker.
bud~i continue to wish there were two of you.
I'm getting that 71.203.5 is a comic/pokemon loser.
here's the best part.
i get to delete your stuff, anon. although it amuses me you wake up bright and early to check your rss to see if i've posted, and to continue to come back here to see what's going on, well... you really are dull.
bye.
I've always said that hate mail is the only true measure of your celebrity.... So...you're famous!
will you still be my bff?
I already told you you're batshit crazy, but do you go away? No you don't. What's you're problem? Why don't you go away when I tell you to? And you don't have any comics for me to look at either. But do I go away? No I don't. No I don't. But that's not crazy. It's not crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy.
Gawd! All of these pretend Anonymous commenter's aren't me! I am the only me, the only real hater of you! Stop printing their comments that say they are from me! You pretentious bag lady!
it's spelled God. and, whatever you say
There's also no apostrophe on commenters. Gawd! What a whack job.
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