who let this dog on the internet?

pass the slap and don't hold the bitch. i'm taking this one in hand.

There's this chick that i loathe from unimelb who writes a blog (she shall remain nameless, but there will be Obvious Clues as to her identity from now on). i hate this chick for many reasons, most of them petty, some incidental, many political. my favourite reason is 'she's a dog'. at any rate, she writes a blog. and i've now looked at it about 3 times. each time i read about half an entry and think 'you are a fukking deadshit', furiously, and close that window. tonight i'm reading her horrid (pretentious, wanky, DUMB) blog and find this gem where she's bitching (with mucho misinformationo) about public transport, gives the line about not having any politics (yeah, only aspiring elitist scum politics), but being a fare evader. for all these ridiculous reasons - just face it wench, you're into fare evasion because you're a selfish tightarse. quit lying to yourself, the one friend you have and this sole masochist who read this drivel you're throwing at the universe. you're a tightarse. and no amount of bullshit reasoning will justify what is, effectively, dishonesty. (fyi, i have been known to fare evade on occasion. but now i'm 90% bike girl i pay for tickets. seems fair, i guess).
so this mole craps on for waaaay too long about pt, then closes with a little preach about why she doesn't ride a bike. fashion issues (of course). in the space of about four posts (each devoted to her wardrobe at some point), she uses the phrase 'fashion malfunction' without irony. or rather, with 'oh, i'm being ironic' irony.
with bullshit more like.

pass the slap and don't hold the bitch. i'm taking this one in hand.