What did your gentle chronicler get, three weeks off? And Sir Ding Dong is back to his tomfoolery. Apparently, he’s dead.
Aw. Too bad, so sad.
Oh yes, this writer is cruel, and jaded, and unsympathetic. This writer does tend to be that way toward someone who pulls these suicide stunts just because he’s an attention whore and needs a fix.
But oh my, maybe it’s true!
OK. Cool? Seriously, this guy is a waste of resources. He’s useless to everyone but himself, so he won’t be missed. Perhaps his apartment building’s owners will appreciate a tenant who doesn’t rip up the carpets and paint the walls a hideous shade of blue. His neighbors will sleep soundly for the first time in ages, with no discordant cat-screeching guitar ‘notes’ coming from the weird guy down the hall. Perhaps his ex-lady friend, who he’s pretending has written this message, will breathe the first breath of freedom she’s had in the last fifteen years. His ex-friends can find new friends who don’t just use them for free meals.
Oh, if only.
But alas, Mr. Rose has done this for attention before. More than once. From 2009:
Of course, the plot holes did not go unnoticed:
Not getting the attention he’d hoped for, he miraculously reappeared!
Now…one might think that, considering that Mr. Rose had tried this even earlier than 2009, he might have learned…right?
Seriously, he got one response. And the responder told him to please do it. So, perhaps your gentle scribe isn’t the only one who is tired of this idiot.
Back to my life now…enjoy yours fully, knowing you are not this guy. And this guy can be happy that someone actually noticed his (endless, boring, repetitive) dumbnicity enough to point it out. Considering how many times a day this guy checks the blogs to see if anyone has said anything about him, he should be thrilled!