A selection of unposted missives from the creme de la creme of the Sydney gay community to yours truly over the past few weeks:
*Sweet cheeks? Don't you mean cracked, dry, flaky cheeks in need of about 1kg of concealer?
*I see your blog is dead and hasnt been updated for ages. Didn't last long did it?
*Why do poncey queens always love trashy camp things like shitty pop 'music' and Eurovision?
*So, have you gone yet? Didn't think so. You'll never leave the ghetto...
*If Lois hates drag queens so much, why does he post a drawing of himself as a drag queen wearing a wig and lipstick? You're really fucked-up, Lois!
*Maybe not but you are an unpleasant bitch as all of Gay Sydney knows!
*anyone who's ever met you would disagree. You're an unpleasant bitch good and proper!
*What a drama queen! How many time have you done this now?????
*Sick bitch, getting your kicks spying on people having sex and taking pics of them. Yuck. I bet you wank with your free hand too. Closest to sex you'd get I reckon...
I fully expect the many pathetic time-wealthy trolls empowered by the anonymity of the internet whose heartfelt messages I've failed to pass on will be in contact shortly.
This could be an ongoing exercise.
Stay tuned...
3 comments:
Ugh!
Now here's a trajectory: whatever will we do about equal rights in "the gay community"? I mean, this uneducated, stupid, badly-brought-up, narcissistic, vain, illiterate, nasty little pill-popping oxygen thieves are not MY equal.
Equality? Not while these morons are dragging the team down. I don't want to be perceived as equal to them.
Perhaps oxygen thieves should be charged an extra carbon tax?
I don't think we should worry even bothering to do the sums, graphs and charts.
Let's just turn them into biscuits, a la "Soylent Green".
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