Monday, October 03, 2005

Too Free

Dear Mr Hacker,
Seeing that you seem to have so much free time on your hands, why don't you go and help the poor little girls being sold off to slavery and prostitution? Or perhaps you could go do something to prevent those poor sharks from writhing in pain as they sink to the bottom of the sea having been gaffed and all their fins sliced off to make tasteless soup served in fine Chinese dining?

I can think of so many things better for you to do than to hack into and remove a post from my blog. I wrote about being Ill Disciplined and procrastinating. I celebrated my new blogskin. Some of the inexhaustible trivialities of life. Not much to concern yourself over.

You're like one of those little gnomes in the Weasley's garden. Even though Packrat cast a password protect spell on his blog, we underestimated how hardy you were and how persistent and pesky you could be. Throwing you far far away just means it takes slightly more time for you to boomerang and hurtle right back, at top speed right to bite and snap at our ankles again. So looks like we'll need to call upon greater more complicated enchantments, just to make sure you mind your own bloody business.


Thank you.
Indignant blogger.

Ondine tossed this thought in at 21:51

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At 11:54 pm Blogger threez said...

Eh, I RIKE DIS!!! Your new look is tres magnifique! Having said that may the fleas of a thousand camels infest the armpits and pubis of said hacker, quite possibly one of your school uns or even *gasp* colleague. Okay, let's add some teeth to those thousands fleas.

DONE!

 

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