Inside the Mind Of Naota

Hey Everyone,

Naota here with another episode of what frosts my muffins. It has been quite a while since my last rant but I think it is time to write something new.

WARNING: This article contains Language that may not be suitable for people under the age of 30. You have been warned.

Over the past couple of months I have been getting some interesting comments on my blog  pertaining a blog I have written back in September of 2009 with the title Retarded Cry Babies. These comments appear to be by friends and possibly family members of the Douche Nozzle the blog entry was written about.

I have written comments back explaining my reasons why I wrote the article and I keep getting flack back. I have to love those thread necros who troll sites bringing shit up that has happened years in the past. Left the fucking shit be. Don’t throw fuel on the perverbial fire.  I find it funny how people who are not directly involved get involved in something.

I have to say WTF. I hate trolls. I have had it with these shit eating ass spelunking  trolls who are trying to start a major shit STORM. I have offically ended the comment thread on that blog article because I am tired of this bullshit. FUCK OFF you golden crested dildocorns. Why don’t you do something creative with your time other than trolling my own blog?

This is my blog, my rules and I have the right to maintain the integrity of the blog as I see fit. I have the right to my own opinion and if you don’t like it leave. No one is taking you by the arm and forcing you read my blog. You can fine many blogs online that will suit our own fancy. I think you should go out and get a mother fucking damn life. If you want to read an article about Forum Moderation which also applies to personal websites. then check it out. 

I have already wrote an article called FLAMMING TROLLS OF DOOM. I have had exprienced this shit in the past and you know what? I don’t like it.

You are entitled to your own opinions on what you think of may. Wether it is a good opinion or bad I am not going to loose any sleep over it because I am me and that is that. 

I am done with this bull shit. Let sleeping giants rest. Keep the past in the past and worry about the present. I don’t need to get an ulcer because of some pussy fart who wants to start trouble.

I am done with this episode of what frosts my muffin. I know it was short but some times its not the quantity but the quality.

Naota.