Anytime? I've been calling you out for months now and all you do is ban me and run. Still pretending to be a hard man?

And he calls me "Real Chickenshit", this lard-ass doesn't even have the balls to answer an email. I gave you a chance to prove I'm not living in Ireland and ....(drum roll).... nothing.

He states that he'll debate me so I say 'sure' and try and set some ground rules (no swearing,neutral ground - well at least somewhere where he can't delete what I post when it shows him in a bad light, eh? NetKopp) and guess what...(drum roll)...that's the last I hear from too-stupid-be-alive (two months fat boy and not a peep).

He makes veiled threats on his web-sty that he's saving my BS for later...well its later now dickhead, what are you going to do? Go on, prove me wrong and actually back up some of your words with actions? (well children, can anyone guess what do-nothing's going to do? hint: the clue is in the name)

So, the man who can't find a liberal with guts suddenly goes all quite when he's challenged.

ho, ho , ho

oh, and happy St. Patricks day

Anytime? I've been calling you out for months now and all you do is ban me and run. Still pretending to be a hard man?

Thus saith the Michigan chickenshit who hides behind his mommy's hoop skirt.

Fact is, you've known where I live for quite a few months now, and you've never bothered to come down and show your skanky ass up on my doorstep.  All you do is bitch & moan & pretend that you're in Ireland.

So who's "pretending to be a hard man", fuckface?

And he calls me "Real Chickenshit"

Yeah, and until you come call my bluff, coward, I'm going to continue  to call you that.  So's everyone else around here, for that matter.

Don't like it?  Come do something about it, nancy-boy.

this lard-ass doesn't even have the balls to answer an email.

Actually, rather than waste my time with a wussified punk-ass like you, Cianderella, I simply forward your shit to the GMail abuse department.  They have a fairly large file on you by now, I'd imagine. (snicker)

I gave you a chance to prove I'm not living in Ireland and ....(drum roll).... nothing.

Doesn't work that way, fuckhead.  You  get to prove that you are  in Ireland.  I've  already established that you're in Michigan, remember?

Of course, this IP that you're posting from right now tracks back to Amsterdam, so as far as I know, you've somehow latched onto some IP-spoofing software.

(rubs hands together in glee) Oh, and we love  to have fun with IP spoofers... (guffaw)

He states that he'll debate me so I say 'sure' and try and set some ground rules (no swearing,neutral ground - well at least somewhere where he can't delete what I post when it shows him in a bad light, eh? NetKopp) and guess what...(drum roll)...that's the last I hear from too-stupid-be-alive (two months fat boy and not a peep).

This is my  blog, chumpette.  I  set the rules here, not you.

Again, you don't like it, come tell me to my face, yellow-boy.  Not like you don't know where I live, y'know.

Oh, BTW...speaking of IP spoofing...you do  know it's a federal crime, don't you?

He makes veiled threats on his web-sty that he's saving my BS for later...well its later now dickhead, what are you going to do? Go on, prove me wrong and actually back up some of your words with actions?

I'll do what I please around here, when  it pleases me to do it.  One of the neat things about running a blog is that I get to set my own  agenda, rather than let shitstains like you dictate my agenda for me.

Really sucks to be you, huh? (chuckle)

(well children, can anyone guess what do-nothing's going to do? hint: the clue is in the name)

Yeah. (click, click)  In fact, I just did it. (Damn, it's fun banning that bozo. (snicker))

So, the man who can't find a liberal with guts suddenly goes all quite when he's challenged.

All quite???  Tell me, Einstein, how does one go all quite,  eh?

Buh-bye, chump.