Jerks.
To whom it may concern:
I find it disconcerting that I take the time and energy, after a severe amount of writer’s block, and a rare lack of personal time caused by excessive dating, that the people who begged me to write 4 posts in one day, who shall remain nameless, do not care to comment on said posts. I view this as a slight against my character, and a violation of my rights as a blogger. Since it is late, and I am tired, please visit here for the dressing down that you so truly deserve.
My apologies to my roommate for recycling some material.
You’re all douches.
Sincerely,
DT
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Yeah Dennis. Why you gotta be like that? I could go back and talk about your lack of genitalia on every post if that would make you feel better.
What’s really sad is that neither of your lives are sad enough, and you eventually have to look at my life as the sad-paragon.
I’ll write a much sadder/sigher post about the boy I’m actually dating at some point soon.
Did YOUR boyfriend think he had a heart attack while he was having sex with you? Cuz mine did. True story. I’m either that good or that bad. Or he is that old.
I was waiting to see if it had a funny or sad ending (or rather a Sad Sigh or just sad ending). I think it will be funny. Then I will post about it.
To quote Steve Martin, “Well, excuuuuuuuuussssse me.” Some of us had their HARD DRIVES FAIL and had to SHELL OUT A GRAND FOR A NEW COMPUTER and ARE NOT IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO BE GIVEN ACCESS TO *POST* SAID SAD SIGHS AND MUST RESIGN THEMSELVES TO BITTER REMARKS IN THE COMMENT FIELD. So there.
Also, your date post was not nearly as juicy or pathetic as I’d hoped. I quote, “I mean, aside from all of that, I really had a good time.” WTF?!? I don’t want to hear about your happiness, you poo-bag. Be miserable! Jump through hoops for me monkey! Muahahahhahah!