Margaret Young, T&S defector (a.k.a. Blogger Emeritus) has delivered a stunningly well-written post at BCC that hands T&S' uber-mensch Wilfried Decoo a punishing overthrow as the previously unchallenged and unparalleled King of Pathos.
We luv ya, Wifried, but Margaret got more salutory comments on this one than you have in a long, long time, maybe ever. The King is dead, all hail the Queen!
And BCC delivers yet another painful kick in the shins to their arch-nemesis, T&S.
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Yay Maggie! And she's every bit as loving, poignant, and flat-out wonderful in person as she is in text.
Whose tomb is the photo of?
Less gushing; more snarking
Before the gushing ends, I wanted to add my testimony to Janet's. I would feel truly remiss if I didn't take this opportunity to say that I too know Margaret Young is true. Before she defected from T&S, I teared up whenever I read her posts. Now I tear up whenever I see her name. And reading that last post she wrote, I am so filled with love that I just have to let it ooze.
Snarkimus Prime--I love you, Man. I want to sit in a darkened theater with you and watch _Blood Diamond_ and hold your manly yet gentle hand.
Dazzle Snark--don't you go to BYU? It must be such a honor to be in the same place as Margaret. Have you ever visited her? I did once. I told her I was looking for someone else so she wouldn't suspect I was just another fan. I swear, the lights in her office were not on, but there was just this LIGHT. Like it was coming from her face, I swear. And when I went in, I had this big zit on my chin, and when I left, it had completely disappeared. It makes you think.
All of you other snarkers--I think you're beautiful. I love each and every one of you with every fiber of my being.
In closing, I want to thank you for giving me this opportunity to say this. It means so much.
Dear bitterness-filled T&S permabore going by the pseudonym "Guess",
My hand is not manly, it is robotly. And it's very weight and power would crush your weak hands made of flesh and bone, leaving you unable to live out your lame fantasy of being someone important by blogging.
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