Caveboy Monday: Give ‘em Some Love
I have been reading The West Virginia Surf Report for about 7 or 8 years now and Mockable since its’ inception. Those of us that have reached the backside of life and been subject to its’ many cruel injustices, suffered along with smoking fish dude when he was ceremoniously flushed. I too have lived through that ordeal. When they tell you that you have lost your job and in the same breath say “It’s not personal”. Really, not personal, I don’t know how much more personal it could get. In thirty seconds you have just fucked up my entire world. Short of raping my dog how could it be any more fucking personal?
We felt da mocker’s fear when he thought he had dick cancer, though he did manage to keep some semblance of sanity. Me on the other hand, I would have curled into the fetal position and died of dehydration from crying like a bitch for 16 consecutive days.
It takes guts to put what you like to do in front of total strangers. Whether it’s writing, cooking or advanced skills in masturbation, it’s fucking scary. Sometimes everything goes right and the results are good and the feedback positive but sometimes you shit in your hat and then you have to wear it for a really long time.
So won’t you please join me other smart ass malcontents around the globe in giving these two worthless pricks the credit they deserve (which by the way ain’t much since their identities were stolen and their credit cards maxed out on mail order Russian brides and internet paysites).
Thanks mocker & smoking fish dude for hangin in there and bringing us along for the ride.
remember nuthins free, so send money
caveboy out
(-ed. This mocker appreciates the kind words)
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Hear hear.
Yes. The idea of me not being entertained is more than I can handle.
I don’t have a lot to do at my office. The highlight yesterday was a guy who peed for so fucking long that I was convinced he was standing there with a garden hose. Also there were like three or four false endings which made the whole experience seem even longer.
Yes. And incidentally I readily admit I don’t comment enough. But in the presence of the Masters I have difficulty having much worthwhile to add.
My wife and I were talking about this the other day. I was looking at sitemeter and bitching up a storm about the hundreds of unique views that don’t even include the RSS subscribers and the zero comments. She was like, “What do you want people to say? There’s only so many ways that they can tell you they like you!” This is exactly what I am afraid of…it also explains why I keep a divorce lawyer on retainer.
Anyway, I don’t need sunshine blown up my ass or any other form of validation. I admit that it is frustrating to spent time on something and receive no response, but that’s not what it’s about. I am trying to build a community where we can interact with each other and have a little fun at the expense of the unattractive and otherwise mockable. I can’t do that by dropping passive aggressive hints or continually asking. I just need to invest the time and be funny enough to keep your interest and convince you to contribute.
I am grateful for caveboy’s help to that end as well as your continued support.
– metten
I myself do need sunshine blown up my ass, daily if possible. If I don’t comment for a long time, it’s because I’ve been arrested for illicit behavior and mail fraud. Somebody needs to bail me out.
Maybe if you provided a question at the end of each mock it would give us less creative types some ideas on what to say?
We like you, we really, really like you.