If You Insist…

Normally I would have ignore this, but since she asked…

Books aren’t as interesting as your life, Liz.  Your Twitter is like the script of a low-budget porn movie (except when guys get bored and fall asleep while “fingerbanging” you — at least he had the sense to keep his cock out of there).  I assume the “wife” reference indicates Claudia; technically, we never did tie the knot, and have since moved on with our lives, which I believe was old news a year ago, but whatever.

I don’t update LJ or ED, Liz.  My blog’s on WordPress.

But as for your invitation, considering I’m heading to the west coast for the next week (and will be less than an hour south of Portland), I am more than happy to take you up on it!  Let me know when is best for you.  In fact, we should get together with all the Portland/Eugene milfs, make a party out of it.  But seriously, acne?  After all you’ve seen of both me and Claudia, acne is the best you can come up with?  I’d have thought you’d be better at the snarking thing by now… too busy pulling massive blackheads out of your vag, perhaps?  (I’d have referenced the post in too_much_info you told that story in, but I figured I’d spare my readers the nausea that inevitably comes when you discuss how you couldn’t resist smelling it. ~shudder~)

Speaking of vagoos and massive blackheads, the rest of the amputee_milfs can now thank you for calling me back yet again.  I knew you couldn’t bear for me to stay away…

Lastly, just one quick question… if you actually care so little, why Tweet about it at all?

ETA: aaaaand her Twitter’s gone private.  If you are really “seriously not interested in trolls” then maybe you shouldn’t call them?