Some people's children.

WARNING! HARSH LANGUAGE ALERT! NOT FIT FOR CLERGY OR MONASTICS! MY FANS ARE ABOUT TO SEE ME IN MY OLD FORM!

Well, I was going to do a little beer review before Great Lent began, like Cisco's Moor Porter, or Ommegang's "Game of Thrones" based on the books and HBO series (which is an x-rated version of Lord of the Rings plus War and Peace), but instead of that, the first thing I saw when I booted up my dashboard was 3 comments. One was about beer, which I posted. But the other two were from a couple of jackenapes from Met. Aganfangel's group who did nothing but bitch about somebody else instead of me. I can see people taking issue with me or the things I say and do, but bitching like a couple of feminzais on the rag about someone who doesn't even own this blog takes the cake. Out of respect for the person they're bitchin' about, I will not repeat it here.

But to you two toss-offs (you know who are) first, Deacon Joseph sums it up quite nicely: Dear Met. Agafangel, Please give us a break! Secondly, if you have a problem with someone, take it up with them! What they do is what they do and I DON'T CARE what they do. If they won't let you post on their blog, well tough shit. I'm not their father, their priest, their governor, mayor, or dog catcher. Leave me the feck out of it!

Seriously! How effen stupid do you have to be and how little of a life do you have to try to queef about somebody who has nothing to do with this blog?! I'm getting really tired of people like you two who can't read and ignore the Code. Actually, you're the only two in this blogs history. So let me spell it out for you: you are excommunicated from this blog. You have posted your last. And do as the song says: