Thanks to Patrick, I have had to enable comment moderation on my blog again. The upside is that I think his strange shit has actually earned me some money on AdSense, so thanks for the few cents, Patrick. You see, I am saving to go to BlogHer in 09, so every penny-literally-counts.
You know, I think while I am there I might hit a few AA meetings, I hear they are pretty rockin‘ there, and oh, I was also hoping that Maria, Mr. Lady, April and I could all get together and have us an all-girl orgy; because I like women, Patrick. I like men, too, and if it will help you go into such a rage that you pop those already-bulging-blood vessels in your tiny little pea brain and actually fall over dead from a craziness-induced rage, I will even go so far as to tell you that I will fuck the neighbors dog (when the guy from Blockbuster is done servicing him, anyway. And ironically enough, the customer service guy from Blockbuster is ALSO named Patrick. Hm. Patrick, are you THAT Patrick? Because if you are, “I want my two dollars!”).
All right. I am going to chuckle myself off now. To all my readers, sorry about the extra step you are going to have to take. And Patrick? Have a good night. I am pretty sure that getting yourself off while AT and AA meeting and wearing a crucifix is a sin, but I’ll let you know if God strikes me down.