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Yes, this grassy asshole and his ride show up on the first page of the search. And unlike "journalists" with "ethics" I never argue with the Goog. The point? Well, even though this failed miserably the first time I tried it, I'm trying it again: Leave a comment here if there's something you'd like me to address. Leave a comment if you like the blog. Leave a comment if you hate the blog. Leave a comment if you'd like to see more comments from the anon "I'd Fuck Her/Him" commenter (one vote from me). Because, really, this blog is yours. And even more really, it really isn't.
posted by copyranter @ 2:45 PM
16 Comments:
You wanna be loved? JUST SAY SO!!!
I'm just here until you break down those fucking theymissyou.com adds... Fuck...
You should have a merch section so everyone can think you're an asshole for selling out.
The assassin in me likes the idea of a portable grassy knoll.
it's good
I've been a loyal Copyranter reader for decades, just as my father was before me - and my father's father. Before he sailed for America, grandfather sat at his own grandfather's feet, mesmerized by the tales of the Fearless One, who took on the powerful in their ivory towers. Those tales would fuel his dreams of freedom and keep him at peace when all hope seemed lost.
I am but one of many who owe our very lives to the truth-spewing pen of the Copyranter. May he live forever. Amen.
I'd fuck you. As long as you poet/muse girlfriend watched.
Spew is right.
i guess it's worth a comment.
your kind of a whiney little bitch, but funny anyway
I love your blog and I hate almost as many things as you do. So here's something for you to address:
I think it's awesome that you make a ridiculous amount of money at your job. Second, I make crap money at my job doing the same thing (except on the designer side) and I still have to work with stoopid assholes. How come I can't be stoopid and make good money too?
And don't say it's because I live in NC, because it was the same when I lived in NYC, they were just bigger assholes, who were slightly less stoopid and I could barely make my maintenance payment every month.
Oh yeah, if my husband would let me, I'd, ya know...
scox, very simple, you need a penis. you can make six figs in nyc much easier if you happen to have one. oh, you don't? you'll have to actually do a lot of work then, plus, look smokin' hot every day, plus, act like a man.
I didn't think you needed to have your ego inflated any more, but repeat after me...I'm funny, I'm interesting, and gosh darn it, people like me! Feel better honey?
Wow anon you must be a woman too, because you are exactly right. That has totally been my experience. I'm no man-hater, but geez I'm so tired of working with and around people who couldn't grow grass (on their cars, natch) without instructions.
Love the blog. Can I link to it from mine?
go ahead.
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