Dear Sister Gentle Reader, I empathize with your plight and have at times too felt the pains of hemorrhoidal excretion bewrought upon my moral character. I agree that personal unmitigated attacks are not only destructive towards the character of the individual(s) wielding them but also childish in their very nature in an inane and vain attempt to emulate adulthood.Oh Esteemed Reverend: Alas, these poor, lost souls are so far down into the depths of blackness that they may be forever lost to the light! I offer up sincere prayers daily, to no avail!
To be personally attacked by a member of their fellowship makes me feel as if I were held hostage and raped anally for five years! I feel violated and used, Good Reverend, and am praying for the strength to ward off these evil attacks without resorting to the type of guerrilla warfare that these sheeple subscribe to! Send up a prayer for me, Reverend. Your Sister Gentle is in need!
Prayer is the only way to fight the damned that have fallen victim to the curse of the Milk Carton. The taste of sour milk is a powerful aphrodisiac of which can be likened to that of a crack addiction.
I will pray for you Gentle Reader in the hopes that the guerrilla warfare you speak of never comes to pass. Violence is not the answer here. When life deals you sour milk, you make sour cream out of it. LOL! I will also offer up a prayer for Philly Lawyer who decided to grace these sacred forums with their presence today and attempt to humor us with the wisdom that so dramatically and emphatically eludes them.
Go in peace Gentle Reader and continue to follow the path of the light and truth.