What happened to the Peoria Blog-O-Sphere?
Hopefully this will be the last time I have to make mention of this but what the fuck? When I first started blogging there were people who disagreed but it was all good natured and left in the blog-o-sphere. Here’s my fictional example:
Comment 1: I disagree with you. You are a mega douche.
Comment 2: Comment 1 has his head way up his ass. This is the way it should be…….
Blog Author: I think you are both cheese covered nut sacks. So when are we all getting together for a drink? 
Now we can’t even bring up a simple get-together without a blow up, everyone gathering allies, and stock piling ammunition in the form of every stupid thing ever said by a person on the world wide web. I don’t care where you post, who you are or think you are or who your friends are. I am quite capable of forming my own opinions about people and situations without needing the approval of others.
Who am I to say what someone should or shouldn’t blog about? It is their blog. I don’t agree with every blogger or post but you know what? No one is putting a gun to my head and forcing me to read or comment. If Peoria AntiPundit wants to throw a few shit bombs at people who am I to stop him? I must admit sometimes I quite enjoy throwing the old shit bomb myself and understand that I am accountable for every shit bomb I throw. If Billy Dennis wants to turn the Peoria Pundit into the Aaron Schock fan club that is his business. Just because I don’t care that Aaron took a shit today and that it had corn in it doesn’t mean that there isn’t someone who does. What happen to agreeing to disagree and going on with life? Please don’t make this crude, cussing, self-righteous, malcontent hippy have to be the mature one ever again! 
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February 17, 2009 7:55 pm
Jill, February 17, 2009 @ 8:23 pm
I already awarded Tuesday’s win. Why must you be so competative?
East Bluff Barbie, February 17, 2009 @ 9:05 pm
I must have missed something since I have no idea what “Tuesday’s win” is.
Katie, February 17, 2009 @ 10:36 pm
Jen won Tuesday over at PP
Pammy, February 17, 2009 @ 11:01 pm
Heheheh…”cheese covered nut sacks”. Ok, that ranks right up there with “cat-raping thunder-cunt”. heheheh
Billy Dennis, February 17, 2009 @ 11:06 pm
Silly people. It’s a discussion. About a party. Relax. Everyone is invited.
Jimi, February 18, 2009 @ 1:39 am
Mwahahhahaaa ha – “cheese covered nut sacks”. Cameron’s got a good take huh? Stop bogarting the steam roller!!
mortonmalaise, February 18, 2009 @ 3:31 am
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. If it’s gonna be that kinda party, I’m gonna stick my dick in the mashed potatoes. And tell that husband of yours, EBB, to keep his ass cheeks off the bathroom windows!
Pammy, February 18, 2009 @ 11:31 am
Ok, everybody…if ya go to the blogger bash…and they have food…DON’T EAT THE MASHED POTATOES!
heheh
Billy Dennis, February 18, 2009 @ 2:04 pm
How dare you say that! I remember quite clearly that two years, three months ago you said, and I quote …”
Emtronics, February 18, 2009 @ 2:43 pm
Hmmm, I throw shit bombs? OK maybe a few but it’s my nature. I can’t help it but now that I know I can get help but there is nothing listed under “Shit Bomb Throws Associations” in the yellow pages. I have no problems with bashes but I do hate to go someplace where you are packed in like a sardine. Besides, most of the “big winds” seldom show up anyway.
East Bluff Barbie, February 18, 2009 @ 3:41 pm
Em, I love that you throw shit bombs! When you find “Shit Bomb Throws Associations” let me know and we can carpool to the meetings.
MM, If you are going to put your dick in the mashed potatoes please butter it first. It tastes better that way. And no promises about my husband’s ass cheeks.
Brad Carter, February 18, 2009 @ 4:46 pm
MM,
Why are you looking into bathroom windows anyway?
Emtronics,
Perhaps you should file a complaint with Yellow Book. You can tell them you’re not only a member of the SBTA, but you are also the president.
Emtronics, February 18, 2009 @ 7:24 pm
Brad: President? Gee I am blushing. My wife calls me the King. Here King. Sit King. Sit up King. Rollover King.
MiddleAgedWomanBlogging, February 25, 2009 @ 3:16 pm
All this tadoo… did they ever have the party? I think I may have missed it…
gadzooks64, March 19, 2009 @ 5:32 pm
I’m just a hick in the sticks of Dunlap who didn’t even know there was a Peoria Blogsphere. D’oh.
P.S Left comment on healt insurance post before I realized you are a “neighbor”!
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