Lil' Joj has stepped up 2 the blog and bitch-blogged me. And it was a good one (go to liljoj.blogspot.com).
I have no comeback at the moment. I feel defeated. This is where, in the movie version of Step Up 2 the Blogs, I go back to my room or tree house with my head down wanting to give up. But then my dad or grandma or Morgan Freeman comes in, sits next to me on my race car bed, puts his/her arm around me and tells me how all great bloggers have been outblogged at some point in their lives. But they just get back on the keyboard and blog and blog until, eventually, they become the best blogger ever.
And then my dad or grandma or Morgan Freeman gets hit by a semi and either dies or winds up in a coma.
Now, I clearly see what I must do. I need to keep moving forward, to keep blogging, for Dad. For Grandma. For Morgan.
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I would probably pay to see this movie of yours. But only if it were at a discount theatre where it's $3. And comes with a small drink, popcorn and mini Skittles.
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