Blogging Tory "Springer" doesn't much care for getting spanked in public, and proceeds to go all Google Analyticy and stalky:
I see you finally made it around to slagging me.
I simply follow the stench of stupid, Springer, old man ... I guess ending up on your doorstep was just a matter of time.
Curiosity led me to backtrack a while ago (darned Google Analytics, eh?), see what you're all about.
And in return, I can safely say that I didn't return the favour because, well, I really don't give a crap who you are, Springy. I read, I mock, I move on. I'm a big fan of simplicity and time management. But do tell ... whatever did you discover, all decked out in your deerstalker cap and everything?
Not surprisingly, clearly not a helluva lot.
I'm sorry to disappoint. I'll try to do better next time. Are we done here? Apparently not:
Indeed, if one left out all the slandering of Blogging Tories, along with the remarkably shallow use of vulgarity...
Probably not enough letters left to make a half decent alphabet soup out of, ya think?
Yea, dear ... as a member of the Blogging Tories, you feel free to lecture the rest of on civility and decorum. Really, this should be good. Can't wait. Parting thoughts, Springy?
BTW, no need to post anonymously on my blog. Share who you really are with us, sport.
In the first place, as regular readers here at CC HQ are well aware, I rarely participate in discussions at other blogs. But if I did, rest assured I would not (as is an ugly habit with some right-wing Canadian bloggers) do it anonymously or under another identity. If I leave a comment, I make it clear it's from me, thank you very much.
Oh, and about "sharing" with you, well, here's a thought, Springy. You're a bright boy, what with your Googly Analytics and all. You get to work and, in time, I'll just bet you can figure out all sorts of nifty and neat-o things about me. Maybe my name, where I live, that sort of thing. And then you can announce that victoriously at your place, and see what kind of reaction you get. No, really, if you're well and truly determined and you put your mind to it, who knows what you'll discover? By God, you'll be an absolute hero in the Canadian Dumbass-o-sphere, a veritable god among retards.
In the meantime, I'll make sure my new kitteh isn't allowed to run loose at night, and I'll check regularly for suspicious footprints in the bushes outside my window. Does that sound about right, Springer, old chap?
Thanks for stopping by. Drop in again sometime, but leave the creepy implications of stalking at home. They just make you sound, well, creepy.
BY THE WAY, Springer, if you end up skulking around my place while I'm not home, I'm not worried -- CC HQ is in good hands:
Just so you know.