No More Love
by John Walker on Oct.03, 2007, under The Rest
Dexter now hates all of you, after none of the whining arseholes who blather on about wanting more Dex pics, nor anyone from the supposed Dex-loving World Of Stuart forum, could be bothered to leave him a birthday greeting. Apart from Lu-Tze and my 1 year old nephew, who managed.
You are ALL hated.
October 3rd, 2007 on 11:59
Didn’t you wonder where he was in the evening? If I was you I’d have a good hard think about why he didn’t invite you to the big party we all had for him.
October 3rd, 2007 on 12:15
I could blame RSS feeds. It means I forget to actually goto the site to comment.
But it’s not a good enough excuse.
Happy belated birthday Dexter. Please don’t claw my eyes out.
October 3rd, 2007 on 13:05
I commented on the Birthday Post. >_>
October 3rd, 2007 on 13:35
Yes Willem. Yes you did. You’re first in the queue for retribution.
October 3rd, 2007 on 13:41
Mr Walker, I know in your new church of linguistic free love and satanic textual felching, one is not allowed to correct grammar, but honestly – if I WAS you?
October 3rd, 2007 on 13:45
I don’t know why you’re addressing me. Stu wrote the comment.
But you’ll have funtimes, for as much as Stu is a grammar fan, he refuses to use “were” correctly.
October 3rd, 2007 on 15:03
A man who refuses the elegant beauty of the subjunctive is probably the sort of man who hasn’t noticed that even non-diet British Fanta now has aspartame within.
October 3rd, 2007 on 16:26
Heh – think you might have picked the wrong subject there. Is there a greater authority in the land than Rev Stu on fizzy pop?
October 3rd, 2007 on 16:33
I said hi to him via IM, but you got in the way.
October 3rd, 2007 on 16:34
Killing me won’t bring back your cat, John!
October 4th, 2007 on 15:48
Give him my best, won’t you dear.
October 4th, 2007 on 22:56
I was busy wrapping sisal rope around plastic drainpipes and cutting holes in chipboard and rubbing a rocking-horse’s head with sandpaper