I’m not a harsh critic, just an honest one. Time is precious and we’re only given so much of it. I don’t want to waste it on trying to decipher what the fuck Jack’s on about. Catlady drama doesn’t interest me and Rubini’s perpetual attemps at “fame” certainly don’t either. I think by harsh you just mean honest. What do I have to offer? I didn’t know you had to be a podcaster to post here but I am at least an enthusiastic poster though some days I wonder why myself.
Hey. Relax, guy. I'm not telling you to go fuck yourself or anything. That's between Ciardelo, DVR, Jack and I. You're a good egg. We need someone who blatantly disagrees with the admin at every turn. I'm not saying I like the finger wagging, but I do feel you're a necessary evil. I do have trouble with your brutal honesty, at times. When someone constantly rejects your efforts to entertain, yet still stands there looking you in the eye it can get awkward. If you're looking for someone who doesn't give a squirt of piss you're looking in the wrong place. Your armchair evaluations of how uninteresting everything that goes on around you is can get tedious too, but no ones shouting it from the rooftops with a loudhailer. I don't hold any of your critiques against you, so there's no need to threaten me. You like getting under my skin and you admitted it. Now chin up, sonny, because you're about to drown in an ocean of mundanity seeing as though no one on this planet seems to impress you at all. Remember: bored people are boring people. I've never been bored in my life. But, fuck me, right? And please, no threats. You asked for it. K. Dubb bitched out and I know you aren't as easily shaken. So stick around and keep telling me what a cunt I am. Democracy is a beautiful thing.
