The SHOW has been cancelled

When a person starts deleting comments and sites in an effort to cover their tracks, and refers to friends of mine as crazy people… it’s time to bring the curtain down.

Lisa Unmasked…. on the next: A N A R C H T I C A!

*****ADDENDUM ********
Actually, upon further conferencing with said accused “Crazy Woman”, I have decided that I will resume discussing this (and all the evidence) to people privately. This is an Attention Trollā„¢ with serious psychiatric problems, and we’ve decided not to share the monstrous amounts of hits we’re all enjoying since the Chris Powers scandal broke out.

Feel free to email me with what I’ve got.
Don’t know my email? Then I probably don’t know you….

Life’s a bitch, Candi.

And even though I’m a dood (with a rather impressive dongle)… so am I. šŸ˜€

Happy Birthday! (Hey, I have a 1/365th of a chance I’m right here).

What the hell is your Birthday, anyway? Register at my “Birthday alarm” account. (Leave the link to yours in my comments)

I re-found this at Judez’ place.
I say “re-found” because Maria mailed it to me, and like a dumbass, I lost it before replying.

Of course, at 37, I find birthdays about as exciting as HAVING a colonoscopy and root canal being done simultaneously… but that’s not the point. :0)

****** ADDED LATER **********************
Heh heh… further proof that a even broken watch is right once in a while…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KD!!!!! *SMOOCH!*

(It’s a bit of a hack job… but I made this for her last year for her online surprise party.)

****** BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE************
It also turns out that Mr. Fish Innards (aka “Mr. Skarlet”) turns 35 today!
Happy Birthday, good sir.
….and my, what a great first name you have there. :0)

That’s right… even a broken watch is right TWICE a day!

Blondes r smart!

A Clever Blonde

A young little blonde girl comes back FROM school one evening. She runs to her mom and says:

‘Mommy, today at school we learnt how to count. Well, all the other girls only counted to 5, but listen to me: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10! That’s good,innit?’

‘Yes darling, very good.’

‘Is that because I’m blonde?’

‘Yes darling, it’s because you’re blonde.’
….-
EXTENDED BODY:
Next day, the little girl comes back FROM school and says: ‘mommy, today at school we learnt the alphabet. All the other girls only went as far as D, but listen to me: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K ! That’s good,innit?’

‘Yes darling, very good.’

‘Is that because I’m blonde, mommy?’

‘Yes darling it’s because you’re blonde.’

Next Day, she returns FROM school and cries: ‘mommy, today we went swimming, and well, all the other girls have no breasts, but look at me!’

She proceeds to flash her impressive 36D breasts at her mom. ‘Is that because I’m blonde, mommy?’

‘No darling, it’s because you’re 25.’

Stalking the Stalker

(Looking for the “Chris Powers recap”? It’s right here.)

Holeee shit!!!!!
Annatopia has just shown us, step-by-step, how any stalker can easily and legally access all sorts of information about you.
Everything FROM your driver’s license, mortgage info, even your telephone number and an aerial view of your home…

And, ironically she uses Chris Powers himself as the subject… oh the silly irony of it all!

While I’m normally not too terribly keen on so much of one’s personal information on display like that… any sick, twisted predator can have your whole life on his screen just like that.

Anna offers some great tips to protect yourself, and a site (cyberangels.org) offering advice, and reporting sick demented individuals to the proper authorities.

Do NOT sit around expecting “someone else” to blow the whistle…
YOU DO IT. RIGHT NOW! It’s confidential. Don’t even tell me you did it in my comments box.

I tested Anna’s methods above on our favorite illiterate, Lisa.

Oh yes!!! I got everything FROM her welfare case number to the exact lot & trailer park she’s living in. Here’s the aerial shot:
I’m as surprised at her lavish lifestyle as you are!

*cracking knuckles*
I’m just getting warmed up here. šŸ˜€

Clearing the air…

Somewhere with every thing flying around, there were a few confusing misconceptions.

1) Yvonne the white chick – Uhm, well, not exactly. You’re half-right though. She clarifies it on her site. And if that is not enough, I have exclusive video footage of her and a lucky cane. (courtesy of Dick.)

2) Eric the white chick – Uhm, well not exactly. You’re half-right there, too. Of course when you run INTO someone as catty and petty as me, with a penchant for getting ALL the juicy gossip, it’s a common mistake.

But no, I’m a dood….

See my dongles?

As you were….

Chris Powers II: The spy who stalked me

Oh yeahhhhh BAY-BEEE!!!!
This week’s brawl is just simply SHAG-A-LICIOUS! You know like all of the good ones… they fester and boil off in a private corner, and finally a catalyst makes it explode in a free for all, and we’re afraid to get our popcorn out of the microwave because God forbid we miss any fun!!!!

For those of you that feel some altercations should “stay private”. Not in the case of a continuing pattern of a predator. Not when a kid is involved. In other words: “Fuck dat noize!!!”. I’m trying to do my job here. Do you mind?

Chris Powers -vs- (well, too many people to name)

Brawl of the WeekSo you all scorned Sara when she kicked Chris off her servers, you just wafted past Robyn’s story in May, and thought Hormonal Bitch was just the coolest site ever, and never asked yourselves “Why was it created?”.

I know all… I see all… I am privy to more information than some of you people deserve! I’m a WebGod, remember?

Rather than (yet another) Chris Powers bashfest, and discuss his gift of making women feel uncomfortable and creeped out, and his uh, attention toward underage girls… I also feel in my Digitally Divineā„¢ being that there is a higher lesson to be learned, so here is the story, and judge for yourselves:

hmmmm…

Dammit… you people need to ignore those posts below.

Apparently there is some hacker breaking in and writing sappy crap that you people *KNOW* I would never write. I’m evil, I tell you.

Some rather disturbing news is shockwaving across the web this weekend. I’m still doing research here & will tell you all about it later (oh… as if you people don’t ALREADY know by now!)

I have to tread lightly, as it involves at least three people who have gone through great pains to keep secret identities in the past year, and major web top secrets are at stake here.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

“I feel wonderful because I see
The love light in your eyes.
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don’t realize how much I love you…”

“Wonderful Tonight” – Eric Clapton

Legend has it that my middle name came FROM my (then 15 year old) cousin, Valourie… who was quite the Beatles/Stones/Yardbirds fan…

I’ve always loved Eric Clapton. The man doesn’t play guitar… he makes love to it. He makes it scream out, he makes it gently kiss you like a warm summer breeze…

I was watching VH1 tonight, and “Wonderful Tonight” came on…

My mind just drifted back 10 years ago, when Carole & I were first married. We were struggling & expecting our first child together. A classic rock station played in the warehouse I was working in, and I always thought of her when that song came on. What she was doing, was everything okay, you know, sappy newlywed stuff like that.

It kind of became “our song”.
Well, except that I never told her about it.
There’s probably a lot of things I should have shared with her over the years… but I just can’t seem to articulate some of the things that go on in my head sometimes.

Hell, I have no idea what I’m trying to say here…

Tonight was the first time I heard that song since, and I was pulled back to the present by my 5 year old, who shakes me and asks “Daddy, why are you crying?”

There must have been something in the rug irritating my eye.
Yeah that’s it.

There’s no such thing as… WHO???

Dear -e-

I am in third grade.
Robby (who sits behind me in school) says there is no Santa Claus. This ruined my holiday, and I want him dead in the worst way. He says it is my parents buyeing the gifts and pretending it is FROM Santa.

Is this true? Is there really no Santa Claus?

Cindy P.
Roanoke, Virginia


Dear Cindy:
Why do you listen to that jerk in your class, anyway? Isn’t this the same kid who said “Babies come FROM a cabbage patch”????

A few years back, my daughter was your age, and she came home crying because some trailer-trash-welfare-recipient kid told her the same damn thing… I looked her right in the eyes and told her:

“There IS a Santa Claus”.

To this day, I have NEVER lied to my kids.
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