Love is blind...thank God
I'm always amazed by the bravery of the modern blogger, who somehow finds the courage to say nasty stuff while conveniently cloaked in technological anonymity.
My wife wrote a response to an earlier blog of mine and it was followed by this comment:
"Anonymous said...
why do you even waste your time with this loser?
3:20 PM, November 07, 2007"
Anonymous' parents must be stinky with pride over his literary contributions to the world.
Well, anonymous, you ain't the first to ask that question. When Sue and I got engaged, friends of hers came to her and said, "You are the nicest, sweetest person on the planet. Why would you even think of marrying...him?''
Sue would look them straight in the eye and say, "It's a nasty job, but somebody has to do it."
My wife wrote a response to an earlier blog of mine and it was followed by this comment:
"Anonymous said...
why do you even waste your time with this loser?
3:20 PM, November 07, 2007"
Anonymous' parents must be stinky with pride over his literary contributions to the world.
Well, anonymous, you ain't the first to ask that question. When Sue and I got engaged, friends of hers came to her and said, "You are the nicest, sweetest person on the planet. Why would you even think of marrying...him?''
Sue would look them straight in the eye and say, "It's a nasty job, but somebody has to do it."
posted by Michael Riley at 1:11 PM
13 Comments:
Just goes to show that a really amazing woman can see the beauty of a man...the beauty that no one else can see. That's insight, and that's love.
Please do spare us this tough-guy, "come out from behind your monitor" routine, Riley. If someone were to insult you or your wife to your face, you would do little more than call 911 and then write about it. That was the case 20 years ago; it is even more the case now that you are a walking heart attack waiting to happen.
Let's be honest, anonymous. Someone like you wouldn't dare insult anyone to his or her face. Tough guy anonymoids like you rely on the anonymity of the internet as your metaphorical can of spinach. You're just a blowhard who gets his kicks by dragging other people down... anonymously.
Hey anonymous,
How about you say something about my mother to my face?
Yeah we need less anonimity and more Three Stooges.
"Hey Moe leave him alone!"
" shut up you numbskull."
"naaaa.... naaaa...woo, wooo, woooo."
What would you do? Hit me with your rhetoric? Ouch, it hurts!
sure thing buttercup...wheres the meet?
A pathetic loser wrote:
"What would you do? Hit me with your rhetoric? Ouch, it hurts!"
I wouldn't have to because, like I said, you wouldn't say anything to someone's face. Pretending to be a tough guy in these blogs is the medicine you take to boost your whiffling real world life.
like was said before: reay calling kettle black.
Anonymous said...
sure thing buttercup...wheres the meet?
I think my address is listed, dollface.
Anonymous"
"like was said before: reay calling kettle black."
You're wasting my time.
your momma's so stupid..she married your father and made you.
Thanks again for making my point that you have no response to what I'm saying.
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