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April 18, 2004

New Blogger, American Optimist

I found this blog because he left a comment about how great cats are, so I figured I owed him a look-see. American Optimist does his homework. He checks facts on Lexus Nexus - and he has a great post on the facts of John Kerry's 1995 Budget Deficit Reduction Bill.

I like this guy. I think you will, too.

Posted by Beth at April 18, 2004 7:03 AM

Comments

You will obey she?
Nice grammar.

She, Whom Will Be Obeyed.
or
She Will Be Obeyed.
NOT your title - it's poor grammar.
Typical of right-wing gun nuts to go to all the work of setting up a blog and get the title wrong.
Sincerely,
un-nekkid

Posted by: nicht (Don Lewis) at April 18, 2004 10:53 AM

Typical of humorless left wing-nuts who don't understand the use of artistic license.

Grow up, dude. Come back after you get out of High School, okay?

I'll lay SWWBO's (and my) grades in English up 'gainst yers ennyday, doofus.

Get a clue, take your Ritalin like a good boy, go whiz in someone else's Wheaties.

And I see you are still making the mean, childish digs at poor ol' Mickey McBear.

S'okay, boy-child. You'll get laid someday.

Mebbe by a big redneck gun-nut in jail, if we're lucky!

Posted by: John of Argghhh! at April 18, 2004 11:09 AM

Ha, despite his evident erudition, SfB has missed "Rumpole of the Bailey". Mayhaps was before his time.

Cheers
JMH

Posted by: J.M. Heinrichs at April 18, 2004 4:31 PM

Senor Arrrrrrrgh?

I hit that nasty way before you.

Difference is, I hit and ran. Sans much pride.

Sincerely,
Worst I Ever Had.
Only thing worse was her attempt at polenta.
Sincerely,
Puked in Olathe

Posted by: nicht (Don Lewis) at April 18, 2004 7:56 PM

Beth's nether regions are the single most disgusting national disaster I ever saw.
Jesus Fuck, you're proud of hitting that?

(Yeah, Don, I am. Your loss, my gain, dolt).

Posted by: nicht (Don Lewis) at April 18, 2004 8:56 PM

They were recoiling in horror from tiny little trouser snake you produced.

Hi, Don. Go somewhere else, eh? You only demean yourself here.

It's pathetic. It's also sad that you were so taken aback by rejection that you come forth here to shit in the living room and run.

Would you be so brave in person?

Of course not.

But rest assured, Don. In this little corner of cyberspace, everybody does know you're a worm.

A pathetic louse.

It really must suck to be you.

Posted by: John of Argghhh! at April 19, 2004 7:18 AM

Poor pitiful Don. So outclassed, yet so unaware. ;)

Posted by: pam at April 19, 2004 11:17 AM

Wow. Stalked on the internet. Stalked on the internet by a fat loser even.

Beth I'd bet local law enforcement or the FBI could help you. Just like with the old man at the playground I mentioned earlier.

Hey donny boy? Best bet for you would be to go away. You listening girly boy? I'm sure you can find another target for your masturbatory frustration. This crowd really isn't the sort you want to deal with little man.

On the other hand people of little donny's ilk really need help from us all. As in from society as a whole. Let's face it, anyone that is still obsessing about a rejection years later is certainly disturbed if not outright sick. My hope is that donny gets a bed in the state hospital before he hurts himself.

I say himself because I'm really not worried about Beth and certainly not about John. Little donny messing with those folks in person would have some serious problems on his hands.

I'm sure John is on it right now trying to find out where you live little fat boy. Can you run and hide?

Posted by: Calliope at April 19, 2004 1:07 PM