"Bob" left the following little puddle in one of the comboxes below. . .
You infinitely weird Fat Head, [great opener, seriously]
People are appalled that you DO post the stuff you do. [well, a small vocal group seems to be appalled, but from what I can tell there are about four of you and three of the four are the same person hiding behind various fake ID's. . .remember: I can see ISP addresses.]
Got that???? [Yes, you disagree with me. I got that. And. . .???]
It's simple. Even you should grasp it. [I do grasp it quite well. I grasp that a tiny little group of my readers don't like my anti-B.O./anti-Left liberal posts so they scream bloody murder in an effort to intimidate me into being quiet. . .is that about right?]
You are declaring your in control of a bunch of crap that's run amok and you're PROUD of it. [Define: "run amok."]
You are the biggest jackass EVER. [You could be right there. . .]
Please tell me how this is supposed to help. . .I mean, it's funny and all. . .but not of much practical use.
I love "infinitely weird Fat Head," by the way!
Bob, just FYI: I worked in an adolescent psych ward for almost five years. I was the Team Leader, the disciplinarian, absolutely nothing you can say/write/think can even come close to the verbal abuse I endured for those four-plus years. I've had every imaginable bodily excretion thrown, smeared, or spat at me. You name it, I've either dodged it or wash it off. And just like the hysterical, out of control teens that called me those names and flung their bodily excretions at me, you aren't going to get your way with me either. Not by acting the attention-seeking adolescent anyway. If you would like to chat privately about what's bothering you, leave your email in the combox, and I'll contact you. . .Just to be clear: I'm not having this discussion in the comboxes with you or anyone else.