|You can go to his blog HERE...if you want.|
Somehow, over the course of a couple of months, we have found ourselves locking horns via Twitter and Facebook, like Thor against Loki, Spiderman against Dr. Octopus or Mighty Mouse against Oil Can Harry. Albeit our feuds are simple and definitely not hate driven, it's odd since we've lived in harmony until just recently.
|I salute you...sellout.|
A while back, Six came up (all by himself) with the notion of N.A.D. or National Anti-Instagram Day and presented to the entire world on his blog. It was declared and almost passed through Congress (I'm lying there) that July 5th would be National Anti-Instagram Day. People around the world were asked to participate in the downfall of what is Instagram by posting NON altered photographs onto their Facebook page, Twitter account, website, blog and any other media source they had. It was a movement more monumental than Rosa Parks and Occupy Wherever combined. In other words, it was a freaking fan-fuck-tastic idea!
June 5th rolls around and there I am shoulder to shoulder with Six, ready to unveil my unaltered photographs and prepped to give the Instagram app a giant fuck off. It happened, and
Then it happened, less than a month later he sold out. The Six-Fingered Monkey, leader of the N.A.D.S. turned his back on his own minions and followers and....downloaded the Instagram app for his iPod, took and uploaded a photo of himself, thus proclaiming himself a hypocrite. Shoving us, his followers and friends into the dirt, he walked away and left us wondering what happened. There were good people who went with Six on his damn fool crusade, myself, Blondie McBaffled, Mod Mom Beyond IndieDom and Joe just to name a few were left holding the banners and signs for N.A.D.
This songs for you Six...
Then if that wasn't enough, he goes and enters a post about his grandma and how he misses her to Dude Write. (To be fair, I can totally relate having lost both my parents this year and it was a great post) This sympathy post secured his third Diamond Man Card and causing him to brag about how he was the first Diamond winner, the first to win multiple Diamond Man Cards (which I missed being the first by one vote...against Six) and to directly come after me for not having won any of the times he had entered Dude Write. I felt attacked (not really) and on the defensive (again not really).
Six, my arch-nemesis, I would like to point out that to your pitiful amount of Man Cards, I have secured seventeen of my own, also the first to win all three levels of the Man Card, Diamond, Platinum and Gold and the first to win every Man Card offered. We both have secured Leibsters and Rockin' Blogger awards but are you on Dan's Wall of Shame? Sure you're a published writer in the ebook All Cracked Up and a team member over at Sprocket Ink but can you handle the pressure of the A to Z Challenge bitch? I think not my old friend.
|Seriously, go and drop the $3...it's worth it big time!|
As for Scouting...come see me when you've reach this level...