I think now is a good time to make my exit. I had a really good fight with Olga, nearly got beaten to a pulp by Christina until she got over confident. Tried to help Marlu in her battles with Niki and Christina, not that she needed my help. Got taken to a private room by Kate to recover and helped myself to more gin than i should have, so, all in all not a bad time. But now it's time to go skin a few more dalmations so i can make a new cloak.
I step carefully between battered and broken bodies. I see placement pictures of those that promised to take part in the poll but didn't and i tear them down and fling them on the muddy floor before grinding them into the dirt with my heel, they really think that was a good way to treat a poll, the participants and the members?
I get to the shattered remnants of the door and run my fingers along the destroyed wood, Christina did quite a job on that didn't she.
Finally i turn to face the room and at the risk of offending Nutmeg, which i have no wish to do. Speaking from my heart, i try to give of my best whenever i do something that is to be read by the membership or at least by those that wish to read it but one thing pisses me off, pisses me off like nothing else in this idiotic cyber world we so joyfully inhabit is those of you, and yes i am aware of a few of you who have multi ID's. You twist the votes, ruin the fun and generally make a farce of the whole thing. You know who you are, you know who you voted for, you are totally infantile and seriously, yo0u need to get a life. If that upsets you, tough, i don't care. You turn the whole idea of a poll into a farce.
Nuff said
Erin Lee...out!!