This is somehow related.
Saboteurs! False Prophets! Sheep in Wolves’ Clothing!
Those nincompoops (or should I say… THREEcompoops?!) over at Threevue dot com thought they could escape our ire by changing their address. That’s funny, because my ex-boyfriend thought the same thing when he moved across the country, got a new phone number, legally changed his name, and took out that restraining order. If shenanigans like that didn’t stop me from sending him dolls made out of my own hair, baptized in samples of his old bathwater, then it sure as shingles isn’t going to get me to stop calling Rascall, Marcus, and el Tigre out on their shit.
At the moment, they’re running under the name The Easy Mode. As a nom de guerre, I suppose I can’t knock it. However, dear readers, you’ll be pleased to know that in their frantic strides to attempt to live up to Twovue standards, they’ve hired on two more staff writers, Stan and George. I’m pretty sure those names are right, but as usual, I can’t be bothered to make sure. If they won’t acknowledge our superiority with regard to precedence as well as quality, then what do I owe them? I’ll tell you, reader. Nothing but grief. A big, steaming pile of grief. Drizzled with revenge. And topped with blogging. Rich, creamy, blogging.
Look. I’ve been really ill for like a week, and I’m so hopped up on NyQuil right now that I’m almost prepared to let this whole situation fly. Not to mention I’m watching The Hunger, and I’m a little distracted by this whole Susan Sarandon, Katherine Deneuve love scene thing. Make that a lot distracted. All I’m saying is, you can’t just change your name and expect everything to just what was I saying? This is a really great movie. Now they’re in a pool?
Awesome.
Stan and George are wonderful contributions to our superiority. Besides, we left a link to your site on our page, so you’re second-degree famous, right?
Also, you can now submit your posts/harassment directly through our “submit a post” link.
We like our new name because it makes us sound like sluts.
sir, i believe that it is we that link to YOU. so, following your logic, you’re only third-degree famous.
also, i’m confused by this recommendation of submitting harassment directly to your third-degree site. is there some kind of triple reverse going on here? not that you would tell me any way… unless you would? subterfuge!
yours in eternal battle,
kim
Stan? Stan?
*sigh* Is it really that difficult to get my name right? It’s Stewie, dammit!
George has no complaints though.
Phew. God forbid George should have a complaint.
P.S. You’re going down!!!!!
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Ha! So it’s a war you want, is it? Then that’s fine by me!
Like cold gelatinous custard, our revenge will be (best) served… um, cold. In a dish. One that has been lightly pre-warmed. And the worst part (besides the sensory confusion and general creepiness of cold custard in a warm dish) will be that it’ll happen when you least expect it. So, go on about your everyday lives because…
Wait, sorry I got distracted by a dust mote. What was I saying again?
Oh hi, have we met?
“I only write when I’m inspired, and I make sure I’m inspired every morning at 9 a.m.