Cleavage Girl Reveals Herself
Right. Enetation officially sucks, so I'm switching to Haloscan. I'm still keeping enetations for the time being as a backup and also because I want to see previous homages paid to me. Anyway, it seems there was more than one "fan" involved in the previous fracas, which puts a different perspective on things, as we shall see.
"yeah, I'm not the same person as the one who left no name, but I am impressed with how defensive you got.
And not to worry, fucking stupid bimbo bitches hate you too."
Ah, now I see the picture. You came to defend a friend, but restrained yourself. I find that admirable because I've always liked loyalty in a friend. I think it was understandable that I thought you and no name were the same person, given the circumstances, but whether you agree or not doesn't matter. I do agree that you have cause to diss me, so I shall let this one slide. Oh, and so far, the women I've managed to piss off have indeed all been bimbos. How the fuck did you know that? >=)
"hmmm.... i think i should clarify things a little bit. you keep referring to me as some dude who had nothing better to do than to surf on random people's blogs for the sold purpose of insulting them. truth be told, you sought out my blog and left an unwanted comment about being cute and wanting to be in my cleavage. so i checked out who it was, read your blog, was in a bitchy mood, and i vented. didn't think you'd take it that seriously."
Now, this one needs more thought.
"you keep referring to me as some dude who had nothing better to do than to surf on random people's blogs for the sold purpose of insulting them."
Yes, well, what was I supposed to think? You signed off as "no name", so I treated you as I would treat any anonymous entity, even though I had suspicions. If you'd said who you were in the first place, I would have responded differently.
"truth be told, you sought out my blog and left an unwanted comment about being cute and wanting to be in my cleavage."
Hey, I did not say I
wanted to be in your cleavage (no offence, I'm sure it's a nice cleavage). I asked if you
could put me in your cleavage, as in was it physically possible? Read it again. So you see, it was more in the nature of a scientific enquiry (yes, I'm well aware that it's an obvious physical impossibility unless I'm a hamster), but that's besides the point. The point is this: I
am cute. So there. Anyway, why didn't you just delete the comment? From what I read about you in your blog, I thought you'd have seen it as a joke. Since you got offended, here, I owe you one. Feel free to make jokes about my dick. Fair enough?
"so i checked out who it was, read your blog, was in a bitchy mood, and i vented. didn't think you'd take it that seriously."
Actually, I didn't. But given the "I rock, you suck" tone of this blog, I was obliged to respond in the way that I did, wouldn't you say? And why should I have to pay the price for you being in a bitchy mood? You vented your bitchiness and I treated you like a bitch. That's the way it works, honey.