Showing posts with label asshairs and wankers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label asshairs and wankers. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Oh so droll

and such drivel, lmao. Who's punching the air? I don't care if you or anyone else believes that I'm not Leah or Cindy, because guess what? That is one truth on here that is definate, I'm not either, and don't know either of them, and guess what else? Like you profess, you'll never know who I am either. So keep guessing. You're not the only ones who watch groups and designers and taggers and scrappers, but unlike you, I keep my nose out of what they do, I just voice my opinions on it and you, and of course I couldn't resist commenting! Perfect way for me to end my time online before dinner knowing that either:

A: You have dedicated lap dogs salivating at your every move who simply have nothing better to do than sit at your feet with other blogs for you to harrass, and odd that you choose mine to post about. You must enjoy dog breath.

B: You pop over here from time to time to see what is being said about you because you get a rush from seeing your name in lights elsewhere.

Either way, it gives me great pleasure to sit here and feel famous, because obviously I must twist YOUR asshairs for you to feel obliged to post about my blog lol. Wonder if the beeping is a backup alarm for their fat arses? Or is a warning that the shit is again rising and we need to move out of the way?

WARNING WARNING DANGER WILL ROBINSON DANGER!

The fact still remains, they are now covering their own arses laddies, and as I said before, they moved their shit to a private location so as to make sure the inquiring minds of the public don't see what is going on, all they'll see is what the barkside wants you to see, and it sure doesn't have to be true to be posted now does it? You'll see what they want you to see when they want you to see it, and goddess knows they've had plenty to go through.

One of these days they'll grow up themselves and stop acting like the pissy arsed little wankers they are get a real job or a real life. But then again, that wouldn't leave them much time to post only what they want you to see now does it?

Must not be any other blogs out there worth them commenting about, lol Oh well, time for a spot of tea and then a nap, between morning sickness lasting all day and heartburn when I sleep, I might rest, lmao