Holy crap! over SIXTEEN-THOUSAND posts? And I've entered into how many with your Eminence? Less than 1/4%? I'd call that downright restraint... except for the fact that I could care less about your feeble scribblings. However, when by happenstance one comes upon a roach crawling along the ET sidewalk... duty calls.
I do not concern myself if you or anyone believes or not. I do not concern myself in the fashion you choose to believe either. sooner or later you will get it and that will be the start of your journey. If not this lifetime then the next or the one after.....
Isn't it great to have the choice. I'm pro-choice on whether to believe. I choose believe. (go ahead and throw tomatoes)
Z10, C'mon down!! We have a heated DDT pool in our exclusive Spa! If your stay is in the next two weeks you will receive the Black Flag Marimba Band's new hit CD "La Cucaracha" absolutely free! <a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w282/max401/roach.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"></a>
Proudly showing a photo of your summer home is off track, back to the point of your being such an enormous pussy who can't even click the ignore button... Your limp wristed hand begins to shake just moving your mouse next to the ignore button... You get close to the click, you want desperately to click away your dysfunctional behavior, then like Paris Hilton being whisked away to jail, you cry out like the little bitch you are "Mom!!!"
You're trapped once again, Z10 and without too much forethought for the setup on my part. You're crying out to an alleged "bully," "I dare you to ignore me." Yet, while doing so, you are going reply for reply with the inclusion of inflammatory and provocative name calling. Do you see your failed logic yet? Do you see who should be hitting the ignore button, but can't?