eebmore: Comment Critic Film Critic Critic

Comment Critic Film Critic Critic

April 12, 2006

(okay, not mail. just a comment)

I was impressed by how many hits you get until I realized that they're all referred by folks looking for pictures of "boondocks". I was impressed by how many comments you get until I realized that they're all from the same two people, and your comments on the comments.
Stick to inane posts (BTW, you're "posting" not "publishing") on politics and bum boils. A film critic you're not.
Posted by: JB at April 12, 2006 12:06 AM

Obviously, I wasn’t trying to be a film critic. I was trying to be a film critic critic. Totally different thing. So, next time you stop by, could you please criticize me a little more accurately? Sorry to be a comment critic film critic critic. I think the two people who read and comment here would really appreciate it. But thank you for enjoying my inane posts! I totally appreciate that. I'm happy you cared enough to look up my sitemeter skirt. I guess that's why I leave it open. I'm such a whore.

Do you wanna make out?

01:45 AM | Permalink

Comments

yes i do!

oh, you didn't mean me.

okay, maybe another time.

Posted by: miss kendra at April 12, 2006 07:32 PM

his mother sucks the wet socks off people who walked through spilled beer. Sorry. I'm new at this, but what a pointless little bit of vitriol....

Posted by: molly at April 12, 2006 09:47 PM

Molly, I actually had ambivalent feelings about this one. A small part of me is human, and that part got its feather’s ruffled; but a larger part of me really really likes the hate mail. Generally speaking (but not always), i think hate mail is indicative of doing something right. I wish I got more. Only two readers and commenters? Jeez, I have at least 3. And yes, I use my comments to interact with the 2 or 3 people who comment; not to sit back and bask in the glow of my not too impressive popularity. I guess that makes me uncool. I think “U-RAWK!” comments are lamo-O. It’s a darn good thing I don’t get those, eh?

And Ms. Kendra, if you weren’t happily in a committed relationship all the way over in LA, I would totally make out with you - even with your messed up feet (i would make out with those too). It could never work, though. Star-crossed all the way - just like Ted Hughes and Sylvia Plath. I would end up with my head in an oven - you would end up a poet laureate... hated by lesbians the world over. Your personality would be too powerful for me.

Posted by: eebmore at April 12, 2006 11:06 PM

And THIS is why reading your comments makes it all worth while!!

Damn the hate mailer. Come to think of it - damn YOU for getting hate mail!! I guess I'm just not snarky, depressed, self loathing or miserable enough to garner hate mail.

way to go.

jealous now.

must go express self doubt and loathing....

Posted by: Broadsheet at April 12, 2006 11:35 PM

broadsheet, are you saying I'm "...depressed, self loathing..." and "miserable?"

........................... O H M Y G O D!!!! What have I ever done to you!?! *blubbering like a little girl*

Okay, not really.

Thanks!

Posted by: eebmore at April 12, 2006 11:58 PM

U-Rawk! And your Ham and Cheese nose-phallis is totally HAWWWWT!

As far as JB is concerned, it's like my mom always says, "Fuck 'em and feed 'em fisheads."

Posted by: tfg at April 13, 2006 10:17 AM

ironic, as "fishhead" is your mom's pet name for little eebmore.

Posted by: eebmore at April 13, 2006 10:33 AM

Yeah, she's always been big on charity work.

Posted by: tfg at April 13, 2006 12:12 PM

I'm just fucking with you. I know you paid for it, like everybody else.

Posted by: tfg at April 13, 2006 02:53 PM

if “paid for it” is a euphemism for the clap, than yes... and with interest.

Posted by: eebmore at April 13, 2006 03:00 PM

Mom's always been a "giver."

Posted by: tfg at April 13, 2006 03:07 PM

heh. i must stop, lest I become accused of participating in my threads.

Posted by: eebmore at April 13, 2006 03:11 PM

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