Shoutbox Hatefest
I can not believe for a fraction of a moment that any of you people who purport yourselves to be my friends would imagine for even a moment that I would be responsible for such activities as those that have recently transpired in the Shoutbox.
The individual responsible is yet unknown, however their IP address is
Number 1, I use I live in NYC, not NJ, and I use Road Runner, not Cablevision. Number 2, I'm into bukkake, not coprophagia. Number 3,
My grave concern is that you people actually, even momentarily, have entertained the idea that I, a man of such prudish behavior and moral conviction as I am often chastized for being, would say or do such things. Perhaps it would be best if I offer you the code to Jakeneck, and allow you to host it elsewhere (with your own money, as opposed to mine) along with a mighty "go fuck yourselves." That you would presume that was me, instead of immediately recognizing that something was amiss and condemning the individual as a fraud, is deeply disturbing to me.
Fuck that guy. But fuck you too for thinking it was me.
*Sorry, that was SNAFU's address! "Poop on me," huh SNAF? I've redacted my report to Verizon.
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