The poetry world is unfair and corrupt! I'm calling the attorney general! I'm gonna write my senator. My sister's a lawyer! Leave my wife out of it! Wahhhh!!!
Dear Mr. Foetry, Um, I'm not? Earlier this year I spent time there (like every fucking day) but lately it's like twice a month. But I'm sure you know that. It's nice to know you have my IP address and are keeping track of these things. Surely these efforts will help the CAUSE and expose FRAUD.
I won't post anymore about this on Laurel's blog so you get to have the last word (if you wish, perhaps your anon sources have informed you of a story about a frozen hot dog and emergency room visit -- be sure to spread that around).
Merely pointing out that you're the biggest whiner.
Does it make you feel at all bad that your 15 minutes of fame were all about being pathetic and mean and angry... rather than constructive and creative and fun!
Tell your wife I said I'm sorry that her reknown as a poet will always be eclipsed by her husband's pathetic insecurities and anger. When do you guys sign divorce papers?
And I'm not wishy-washy, or no-talent. I may never get a book out, and I may be (since I'm human) able to revise my opinions and change my mind. But that's not a weakness. That's just life.
Laurel, Congratulations! The fact that your manuscript was sent on bodes very well for its future--your work's obviously at publication quality, now it's time for the right and right-on judge! Keep on keeping on--'tis indeed only a matter of time!
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Fuck you too, you wishy-washy no-talent. My meds! My pregnancy! I want to move! Wahhhhh!!!!
Focus, loser.
PS Check out the front page of the LA Times tomorrow.
The poetry world is unfair and corrupt! I'm calling the attorney general! I'm gonna write my senator. My sister's a lawyer! Leave my wife out of it! Wahhhh!!!
Get a life, loser.
Congratulations, Laurel! It's just a matter of time.
Thanks for the story about Amit.
Hey Reb,
If you hate Foetry so much, why are you on the site EVERY FUCKING DAY?
Dear Mr. Foetry, Um, I'm not? Earlier this year I spent time there (like every fucking day) but lately it's like twice a month. But I'm sure you know that. It's nice to know you have my IP address and are keeping track of these things. Surely these efforts will help the CAUSE and expose FRAUD.
I won't post anymore about this on Laurel's blog so you get to have the last word (if you wish, perhaps your anon sources have informed you of a story about a frozen hot dog and emergency room visit -- be sure to spread that around).
Merely pointing out that you're the biggest whiner.
See people...this is why the internet is so great...
You can call people names and use swear words without repercussion! It's like going to college all over again! Ohhhh.... the FREEDOM!
Awesome...
And I thought "Where the Sidewalk Ends" was pushing people's buttons....
Who knew rhyming words would cause such a stir,
almost as much as when J-Lo wore fur.
always to morrr ooooo
Dear Foetry,
Does it make you feel at all bad that your 15 minutes of fame were all about being pathetic and mean and angry... rather than constructive and creative and fun!
Tell your wife I said I'm sorry that her reknown as a poet will always be eclipsed by her husband's pathetic insecurities and anger. When do you guys sign divorce papers?
And I'm not wishy-washy, or no-talent. I may never get a book out, and I may be (since I'm human) able to revise my opinions and change my mind. But that's not a weakness. That's just life.
Maybe you should take a close look at yours...
Laurel, Congratulations! The fact that your manuscript was sent on bodes very well for its future--your work's obviously at publication quality, now it's time for the right and right-on judge! Keep on keeping on--'tis indeed only a matter of time!
man, that foetry guy is a real dick, huh?
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