Manexposinghimself Gets Angry
OK, who was the bastard who told Manexposinghimself about my experiment yesterday, in which I decided to not post an article here in order to see if anyone of import noticed? I don’t know who it was, but someone told him. To say he was angry would be the understatement of the century.
As soon as he heard that I hadn’t posted, he stormed over to my apartment and let himself in with a passkey that I didn’t know he had. As it happens, I was in the bathroom with a porn magazine in my left hand and never mind what in my right hand.
I was moments away from finishing my business when Manexposinghimself burst in and screamed at me. Apparently, he wasn’t quite as oblivious to what I was doing as I thought because he threatened that if Shalampax Speaks stopped churning out posts every day he was going to yank what was in my right hand right off my body.
So, consider this my post for the day. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go browbeat one of the other authors into writing something for tomorrow. At least, I think it’s their brow that I’ll beat. I haven’t decided yet.
I’m stunned that Manexposinghimself could muster up the energy to get angry…kind of delicious irony that Manexposinghimself should be the one to find you in a “compromising” position, eh? Although there is a huge difference between exposing versus exposed.
@David: Yeah, I was surprised too. I wouldn’t have thought that Manexposinghimself would rouse himself from his nap for something that, to my way of thinking, is so trivial. But, he did. Go figure.
As to the irony, you have to remember that our names aren’t based on our own characteristics, actions or inclinations, but rather on something that our parents saw shortly before naming us.