This morning a friend sent me a link to a journal by some idiot… we’ll call him airsuckingshitter. Fucking hilarious! I have gotten this kinda shit for years and usually skip it on by with without so much as an eyeroll. Usually haters try to fill me in on the fact that I am fat, or that my name is “Rhonda”. But this one provided a knee slapping chuckle over my coffee this morning.
Rich news release:
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So I heard through the grapevine bullshit-fraud.com has been turned into the IRS!!!! And all I can fucking say is, its about fucking time! Based on what I was told I did a tad bit of research myself just to verify said info and sho’nough! The server they’re running to buy outright cost $160 bucks with a $30 buck monthly maintainance fee. I also checked some other shit out there that I was told and low and behold these cheatskate fucks are trying to raise what amounts to a fucking years salary claiming they need it to run said site! Not to mention what they have bilked out of members for yearly gatherings while they pay nothing! Also if you’re a member, whatch what you say and who you say it to, the FBI is a constant presence there now.
A. S. Shitter
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To supplement research for a boi who obviously has a little crush, my public reply here in my own journal:
d00d. Laughable nonsense doesn’t hurt my feelings. You’re just so fucking stupid. Or maybe you have a magic keyboard.
Over the last decade, Butch-Femme.com has cost me out of my own pocket at least the price of a new Harley, but I don’t mind! Haters don’t get under my skin. Despite a handful of nut jobs, bringing the Butch-Femme community together has been a pleasure. My life is sweet and I don’t eat sour grapes m’kay?
JUST SO YOU KNOW: You and I are not having a relationship. You aren’t even a fly buzzing in my ear. I don’t think about you at all. Aaiight? Hope that’s clear. You should be ashamed for trying to get attention through me because you won’t get any attention unless I gift it to you. So here you go, fool. Free of charge! Enjoy. 
Do you think any of this is really your business, or that anyone other than you stays up all night thinking about my web site? Do you think the *F-B-fucking-I* investigates H&R Block? LOL Do you really think I have three servers kicking out well over a million requests a day sitting here next to my laptop? Do you really believe Butch-Femme.com is on DIALUP from AOL, or do you assume I have a bursting backbone connection to the internet automagically buzzing through my Tivo? Do you really think I need $20k to supplement my yearly fast food salary making french fries at McDonald’s?!
Probably… NOT.
Now I have to get back to super-sizing these Happy Meals. 
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