Dialogue: Blogger and Blog Critic
I will eat tamales for dinner tonight.
No one cares about your dinner.
I bought these tamales from the Tamale Guy at a bar a month ago. The tamale guy carries three flavors of tamales: cheese, pork, and mystery. Mine are pork. I froze them, and two nights ago I put them in my refrigerator to defrost.
No one cares about your dinner.
Hey buddy. Do you mind not interrupting me? I'm telling people a story about tamales that ends with me eating them (the tamales).
No one cares about your dinner.
Hey, what's your problem? What are you, a blog critic?
Yes. And what you're writing is crap.
Did you always want to be blogger, but your life bores people? Maybe you just have low self-esteem, and you think no one would ever read about you. Hey, you're a human being. You're entitled to a blog.
I maintain six blogs. I update them every day. One of them is dedicated to exposing people who clutter the internet with mundane crap. That is you.
Oh, so you're just a prick.
Basically.
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No one cares about your dinner.
I bought these tamales from the Tamale Guy at a bar a month ago. The tamale guy carries three flavors of tamales: cheese, pork, and mystery. Mine are pork. I froze them, and two nights ago I put them in my refrigerator to defrost.
No one cares about your dinner.
Hey buddy. Do you mind not interrupting me? I'm telling people a story about tamales that ends with me eating them (the tamales).
No one cares about your dinner.
Hey, what's your problem? What are you, a blog critic?
Yes. And what you're writing is crap.
Did you always want to be blogger, but your life bores people? Maybe you just have low self-esteem, and you think no one would ever read about you. Hey, you're a human being. You're entitled to a blog.
I maintain six blogs. I update them every day. One of them is dedicated to exposing people who clutter the internet with mundane crap. That is you.
Oh, so you're just a prick.
Basically.
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