Jilted Jane:
You, my twisted "dear", are a joke. A veritable caricature of the role you desperately try to act out.
I was on ASK GOD before you ever heard of SI -- ask the old-timers, they know. That you take yourself seriously, along with a handful of scrabbling minions who wouldn't recognize a rational thought if it bit them on the arse, is perhaps the biggest chuckle of all.
As we approach the 21st Century it's fun to see you firmly mired in the year zero. Apropos too, since that's what your hideous diatribes are worth.
Read some fresh material so you can be a better parrot-woman. If you amuse me sufficiently, the beneficent Father may consider tossing you a stale, but unused, cracker. Squawk louder now for your treat!
Off with you, now, you bird-brained wench!
Father Terrence |
