Context. That shit counts
Darren, Karl, whatever you are calling yourself I do say you need some lessons in context. Below you will find a screen cap of UKMuppets’ Blog post clips of the week. In that post Darren, Karl, whoever sites that I am Pwning Michelle Stacy in our crap chat. In fact he does it in a very Shawnioesque fashion replete with Red Boxes and half wit commentary in red as well. One small problem. I was not talking to Michelle Stacy.
First off I see no where in the chat where Michelle Stacy denies going to UKMuppets’ blog. Secondly I was not talking to Michelle Stacy when I made the comment “Said as you lie there in bed reading every word religiously” Au contraire my numb nutted hanger on of coat tails I was addresing your new master Shawnio.
I remember it well. I was bored having just completed all my blog duties and cruised over to see what the Pine Cone Cowboy was up to at his Broke Back Hovel. As usual El Soupio was hard at work telling the world (himself) how irrelevant Scuttle Butt is and why. Over and over and over between the psychotic giggles he cried how no one cares! How the blog is dead! How no one cares!
To which I made the aforementioned comment. Promptly our chubby milk stealing half wit roared at the top of his lungs and with wild abandon how I, YES I! the one and only Billy Bob Cesspool was irrelevant!
Of course having pulled his string and having easily achieved my goal of proving that the Gimp was obsessively reading the crap chat, as he is wont to do, I gleefully gloated with an “That easy”
So you see Karl/Darren/Whoever you should first try learning to blog before blogging. Perhaps if you took the time to follow the chat or perhaps vet your sources you would have a successful blog. Instead you take screen caps sent in by Shawnio and post them along with the agenda text he sends along.
Sweet heart, a blog takes time, talent and dedication. Time to do the foot work. Talent to write creatively, or in the case of our beloved Monkey Sniffer, not only write creatively but photo-shop like a glorious god who just happens to be well endowed.
And lastly, dedication. Dedication to presenting the truth as best one can. To researching what is sent in by sources. Or just simply not grind one’s ax or the ax of others who seem to hold your shriveled testicles in their sweaty little hand.
Maybe then you wouldn’t have to ride coat tails.
Love and kisses William Poole ESQ.