Am I that intimidating? Do you fear my wrath? I have watched my little counter go up and up little by little every day and yet none of you DARE leave a comment. Everything I write to you, dear readers, is met with a wall of silence. Who are you? Why have you chosen to come back here time and again like spiders yet leave only digital footprints? Avail yourself to me my co-conspiritors ... how on earth am I meant to burn down the walls of justice if all I have behind me are creatures of the night? Does my entire following consist of monsters? Should I be afraid? Show yourselves vultures! Or blast your eyes for the knaves you are! I demand you identify yourselves or I will convince myself I'm surrounded by ghosts, wraiths and paedophiles.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
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Am I that intimidating? Do you fear my wrath? I have watched my little counter go up and up little by little every day and yet none of you DARE leave a comment. Everything I write to you, dear readers, is met with a wall of silence. Who are you? Why have you chosen to come back here time and again like spiders yet leave only digital footprints? Avail yourself to me my co-conspiritors ... how on earth am I meant to burn down the walls of justice if all I have behind me are creatures of the night? Does my entire following consist of monsters? Should I be afraid? Show yourselves vultures! Or blast your eyes for the knaves you are! I demand you identify yourselves or I will convince myself I'm surrounded by ghosts, wraiths and paedophiles.
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2 comments:
Happy New Year, Mr Perry!
But who is this? I'll give you a clue: I have the poor fortune to be a teacher in Plymouth, though I'm considering a career change and hoping it's not too late in my career. My New Year's Resolution is to become a professional Cage Wrestler. How difficult can it be to wrestle cages, especially small ones? They just stand there. Plus I think it'll give me a lot of job satisfaction. I've never wrestled a cage but I was sarcastic to a rabbit hutch for half an hour yesterday and really enjoyed it.
Anyway. Happy New One. Everyone else reading your blog is a member of a secret society and will reveal themselves at once when you least expect it in some kind of Blue Meanie, acid-drenched bad trip epiphany. I can't tell you when because they wouldn't let me join their secret society but I can say "epiphany".
Good luck.
Bastards! I suppose it's all I deserve.
Happy New Year to you too - whatever hell-spawned creature you are.
Shudder.
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