|I usually talk a bit more before I slut my blog about like that.|
But sometimes it's a good way to make people disappear
cuz they think I'm trying to hook them
for their auto-renewal credit card payments.
It didn't work this time.
|Was he being funny?|
Is this a language barrier, ESL style?
Crack pipe gibberish?
Did he think this was a blackmail blog?
Doesn't he know that blackmail is a nono,
or did he mean something else by revenge?
Messing with me indeed...
I don't really think he's an asshole, it's just that Obtusity Chameleon is a lot like this little guy. And enjoys investigating. Quite a lot. Empathic listening like a jerk.
... Whenever I talk about myself in third person as a character in some emotionally retarded fairy tale land, I always think of this- the whole clip is good but I'm referring to the 1:00+ clip specifically.
If you think Obtusity Chameleon is a lame game, you can adapt the rules to employ your own Obtusity Chameleon and play the "Count The Puns" version. Or go fuck yourself while you think about how thoroughly unfucked you'd be if prostitutes didn't exist. Not you, the other guys keeping these ladies in juice and toilet paper. It's only about a $20 billion international industry... That's a lot of uncollected taxes, so if you're only pissed at them for that, ya, I guess you got me, but the smart bitches do claim income. I couldn't find Canada numbers, fuck it... "That's what he said."
Now, it's my blog, so of course it's my opinion, but I think a world without hoes wouldn't be a world worth living in, and that's why the business has thrived through thick and thin. Even the removal of the erotic venues on popular free advertising venues online hasn't stopped them. If anything we could all learn from the business plan they are rockin' out. If there are any ProHoes reading, feel free to message me all of your business secrets, I like that shit.
Have a great day in Obtusityville!