tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post6610014091958468833..comments2023-10-24T02:38:09.223-07:00Comments on Mommy with a Penis: Attack of ConscienceMommy with a Penishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10360095273858091641noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-25261539222287043142009-02-13T12:50:00.000-08:002009-02-13T12:50:00.000-08:00To me, what would have been appropriate was for so...To me, what would have been appropriate was for someone to smack him BECAUSE he's an asshole. He was just randomly beaten by strangers which is senseless. He may deserve it, but he won't learn from it. I say, go visit him in the hospital, wait for him to recover and THEN punch him in the nose, explaining WHY he's being beaten. You know, so it's appropriate violence.Nanny Goats In Pantieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019800312349427823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-88347107958824919852009-02-12T05:35:00.000-08:002009-02-12T05:35:00.000-08:00Very funnily presented! A good read. As usual :-)....Very funnily presented! A good read. As usual :-).<BR/><BR/>You can feel terrible that this kind of thing happens to anybody, in general, without feeling terrible that it happened to this particular person.<BR/><BR/>The world is full of assholes, and this beating is irrelevant to the fact this asshole is someone you don't want in your life. Keep it that way -- don't give him a way back in.<BR/><BR/>Which is not to say you can't honestly express your horror that this happened if you see him in a wheelchair next month.Graysonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05897034101658415496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-53768705349734612552009-02-11T16:10:00.000-08:002009-02-11T16:10:00.000-08:00I hate that feeling. You know it's time to draw th...I hate that feeling. You know it's time to draw the line, but for some reason doing so makes you feel shitty. Why is that? Especially when there's no doubt you're right. It's almost like assholes can wield a degree of power over us. I try not to wish ill of these sort of people, hoping fate will take care of their future.Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11609041651482395857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-55281208112318405542009-02-11T06:01:00.000-08:002009-02-11T06:01:00.000-08:00So I'm dying to know....did you contact him,or sen...So I'm dying to know....did you contact him,or send flowers to his attacker??Thinkinfyouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02551329486113673201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-56195961122372808412009-02-09T22:43:00.000-08:002009-02-09T22:43:00.000-08:00"I honestly don't think there's any way I can writ..."I honestly don't think there's any way I can write the following post without sounding like a total assholeshitfacejerk. And so, into piranha infested waters I dive..."<BR/><BR/>LOL! You had me with that statement.<BR/><BR/>It's true, that news would be a bit of a struggle when the guy seems really abrasive, but then again nobody deserves to be a victim of violence...except for Fred Phelps, inbred bigot pastor of Westboro Baptist Church. He deserves a good flogging with a wet spaghetti noodle.Statichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13875998739533600766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-37796775497710193792009-02-09T20:17:00.000-08:002009-02-09T20:17:00.000-08:00Love the dialogue between GA & BD. Would make ...Love the dialogue between GA & BD. Would make a great one-act!Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03020787621759727601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-50467438242389415602009-02-09T18:05:00.000-08:002009-02-09T18:05:00.000-08:00It's hard to feel sorry for an ass. But I think ...It's hard to feel sorry for an ass. But I think that you DO. Which makes YOU the better person. <BR/><BR/><BR/>that post had me at vodka. p.s.Vodka Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04734323418017847775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-55163842485083696052009-02-08T19:29:00.000-08:002009-02-08T19:29:00.000-08:00Oh, I LIKE you mean.Oh, I LIKE you mean.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13678030447221044544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837751288388156474.post-1580288864655170702009-02-08T04:19:00.000-08:002009-02-08T04:19:00.000-08:00Lemme put it to you this way. I'm sure W. had lot...Lemme put it to you this way. I'm sure W. had lots of friends when he was, say, 30. He's probably off many Christmas lists now, and I'm certain there are some in his life that wouldn't bat an eyelash if the Taliban unleashed a holy war on his ass. If you haven't given two shits about acquaintance for the last 3 years, don't start now. You'll only come off as fake and an opportunist. Acquaintance probably just did it for the attention because he finely looked up and realized he was standing alone and wondered where everybody went. Yeah, sure he needs someone to talk to right now. Those people are called THERAPISTS. Because, honestly, if it happened to you, do you really think it would register on that person's radar? Me thinks not.(F)redddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17524567479610668075noreply@blogger.com