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  • I'm writing this evening to tell you how much I hate you.

    You lifted a sentence of my (hilariously clever) earlier post in an apparent bid to give yours, what? A bit more style? A bit of panache? I must say, I do appreciate the double-quotes -- it provides a life jacket in the rough Seas of Plagiarism; though I would have loved to have seen an actual citation. A bibliography, perhaps, at the end of your post.

    And if you would have used my line to sell, oh, anything other than a f*cking Vibrating F*cking Alarm Clock, I might have given you a pass altogether.

    As it stands, I don't.

  • What is it about these motherf*ckers that makes me want to punch them all in the face, screaming Conclusions I Have Come To About The World? Perhaps it's because everything concerning all things nowadays comes mass-produced, pre-packaged, and slapped with a price tag; and these a**holes' advertisements-in-the-form-of-"comments" just remind me of that.

    In other words: I don't want your f*cking payday loans, your ugg boots, or your Christian Louboutin. I can write my own resume, thank you very much. I can't afford Tiffany jewelry, and I don't even know what the hell Moncler is. Please (please), find some other place to hawk your crap? It would mean a lot to me.

  • I've heard it said that a good magician must never reveal the tricks behind the Great and Secret Show. I, however, happen to hold truth in high regard.

    So... thanks very much for the kudos, but I must confess that the mosaic was created from artistry belonging to someone else. (That someone else created an application that assembles pictures into mosaics.)

    Nevertheless, I did spend a bit of time on this. It was me, and only me, combing this website and scouring the internet, picking out the right pictures of Brandon's (mostly nude) torso. And yes, it was certainly a painstaking process that took dedication and focus. But the way I figure, somebody had to do it.

    You know, in the name of art .