Oh how I’ve dreamed of this day, my very own idiot savant desperately trying to shine doubt on this blog… by of course starting his own blog. His words are almost self-referential: If nobody reads his controversial blogs anymore, maybe the poor little bastard will crawl into a corner and weep.
I suppos spelling my name wrong is supposed to be some kind of insult I’ve never heard before (VanDick? Perhaps you haven’t heard that VanDickless was far more popular in grade school). Clever you are, mysterious blog provocateur, perhaps you can make your mamma jokes next and wow us with your riffs.
I almost have a suspicion that this is an elaborate hoax. Perhaps our mysterious guest can tell us exactly what’s wrong with what I write about instead of spewing forth stupidity at every turn. Blog on, great misdirected fool, it amuses me to no end.