Who the fuck is phuck yu?
Frankenstein's Monster Experiment II, stitches and coloring
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Well, whoever you may be, Phuk Yu, I must tell you right now that I adore you.
True, I've only just met you, but the thing is that you remind me very very much of another blogger I am mad about. Sadly, he is taken, and our love can never, ever be.
You share so many of the endearing qualities of "Mr. X" that I am absolutely reeling with utmost tenderness for you. My only hope is that you are not also taken, like the other object of my ardent affection.
Since so many of your new friends seem to be people somehow connected with the adorable little fray that's been going on here--of which "Mr. X" played such a major part--I have the feeling that you must know "Mr. X" pretty well. Tell me, Phuck Yu, are you his brother or perhaps his "special friend?" Please don't break my heart by telling me that you and "Mr. X" share the love that dare not speak its name. Please, Phuck Yu, if you are gay and are tangled up with "Mr. X" in a sordid affair, please don't continue! He is a married man, and if they divorce, I am next in line for his attentions.
How do I love thee, Phuck Yu? Let me count the ways:
Like "Mr. X," you have the most fetching way of mispelling words.
You share Mr. X's adorable trait of being quite the prankster, with no regard at all for anyone, even those who have serious health conditions which respond poorly to stress.
You have the same penchant for racy words such as cunt, whore, bitch, etc. etc.
Your name and the name of your blog share the same bawdy, exhilaratingly racy titles as "Mr X"'s.
There is a certain je ne said quoi about you that already drives me to distraction. And I am so very glad that you are becoming fast friends with so many of the same people who have become my blogpals in the past few days, courtesy of Henry, Miss "Thing", and "Mr. X." And from what I hear, you are also buddying up to some of my older friends as well.
So if you are reading this, Phuck Yu, please do let me know that my love is not in vain. I don't think I can go through that heartache twice in one week.
Please, please be mine!