Let me bitch. I had a long day. I don’t bitch enough considering my blog title. I could spout “fuck” non-stop for three straight weeks and still not catch up on the venting that has built up inside of me. So here’s something that really pisses me off: blog commenters who write of how they were offended by your latest post.
Are you fucking kidding me? You don’t agree with me? You think I’m an asshole? Am I supposed to give a flying fuck? Because I don’t. It’s my blog. I say what I want. You can choose to read it or not. I am not offended that you’re offended. I’m glad! Get off my blog if you’re so pissed, I don’t need you and certainly don’t need your approval.
Who are you again? Oh, some stranger living in your mom’s basement browsing blogs so you can spam penile implant comments on them? Oh shit, I didn’t mean to offend you! Not you of all people! You’re third on my list of people I’d like to meet right behind David Beckham and Adam Brody (wait, what list am I referring to again? Did I say “meet”?). Write your own blog about what pisses you off or offends you. That’s what the rest of us do!
You must think I had some stupid commenter on my own blog. That’s where you’re wrong. My commenters are few and far between, and pretty much all related to me. I’m pissed about comments on other people’s blogs. How stupid is that? But like I said, sometimes I just need to bitch about something, anything. I had to contain it to one topic since I have a job to get to tomorrow.
other related news: I’m thinking about seeing a psychiatrist. What do you think, good idea? You better fucking agree with me.
P.S. Got a running start on the “fuck” usage, didn’t I? I don’t have a lot of skills in life, but I’d say swearing has to be one of them.