Well, Hoge doesn’t HAVE TO any more, because you’re a fucking punchline.
Footlongs and mayo, baby. That was all me.
I made you into a joke. Not because anyone made me. Because I COULD. Because I WANTED to.
Because it’s FUN. And all I have is FUN.
Have you ever noticed that even people who TRY to be your friend (I’m looking at you, CoulsonJason & CraigusDee) wind up wanting nothing to do with you?
I wonder why so few people buy your books? And why doesn’t anybody who actually does exchange bucks for bullshit write a positive review? Why do positive reviews ONLY come from folks who either have a stake in one or got a free copy in exchange for a review?
How about legitimate PD activists? Did you ever wonder why they don’t seem too enthusiastic about rubbing shoulders with a dump-dweller like you?
I’ll give you a hint: it’s got nothing to do with Parkinson’s Disease.
Oh, by the way, I was responsible for that little MonkeyTrollDance you did with her. I know you won’t believe it, but that’s okay. I’ll find the right time to show you sometime, and the humiliation of being thrown to the curb by a real PD activist, a real writer, a real humorist who wants nothing to do with you, will seem like nothing by comparison.
As will the pointage and laughery.