Rons Rants

A Blog Is A Self-Inflicted Invasion Of Privacy

Location: Newland, North Carolina, United States

I'm a fifty two year old happily married man who doesn't really like many people which is why I live on the top of a mountain.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Sorry but...

I've had some strange health related events going on the past few days or more so...I've been a bit preoccupied.

I'll finish the tale tomorrow I hope.

The truth is that I've been really busier than I wish I was and, in my spare time, I've been thinking more about playing music and doing woodworking than I have anything else so....the blogging has taken a bit of a back seat.

HOWEVER............I really enjoy communicating with most of ya'll.

Okay......a couple of ya'll are just, well.....real strange.

I don't reject many comments but there is ONE person who keeps commenting on my blog who I believe to be a friggin' serial killer!

Here's a hint as to who it might be.....

Let's pretend that I've written a post about the time when I rescued a stray dog from a house fire.

Okay...........have we got that?

I rescued a dog from a house fire.

Are we clear?


Here's the comment which would probably appear on my blog the very next day.

"Hey Ron.....I know what you mean. I really appreciate the story dude. Your story reminds me of the time when I was eatin' spiders, drinkin' my own urine and sleeping with a fuckin' python just to keep those fuckin' gooks from smellin' me! The python sweat was pungent but...I NEEDED them to smell it........just to keep 'em from smellin' ME!"

Or....he might try another tact....

"Ron....dogs are something that I know ALOT about! I once had a dog who could fetch a stick, lick MY ass and do a brake job on a fuggin' Sherman Tank!"

I'm not kiddin' ya'll this dude is OUT THERE!

The other strange commenter is a really wierd Japanese spammer who keeps telling me that my dick is much shorter than it needs to be.

Now don't get me wrong.....

I believe that my 'johnson' could stand a little enlargement but damn....

How the hell does that little bastard KNOW that?

It's really spooky!


I'll catch ya'll soon.

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