As this blog reaches a wider audience, it is inevitable that the riff-raff start climbing out from under their rocks. Alas for them, we only have one purpose for trolls. Poking, of course! This grubby little denizen of DickwadLand is quite appalled and offended at PlasticLand. Poor thing. I’d hate to think what might happen if he watched Robot Chicken or had a look at Mariel Clayton’s work. Very fragile, these troll psyches. He goes by the misnomer of “recovering liberal,” but I suspect that’s just his gimmick. Anyhoo, here he is. A troll is a troll. Our little community has no room for these humorless souls. Oh, and don’t forget to notice that he credits PDS to jealousy, which shows his lack of creativity and his lack of reality-based thinking.
You have won the award, hands down, as the most mad, bizarre psychotic site on the whole internet. The roots of PDS were explicable, I thought based on jealousy and frustration but you have taken it to a lower level worthy of Dante.
Jesus tap-dancing Christ. This is some of the sickest stuff I have seen in some time.This blogger lives in bizzaro-land.