Relentless Panting – One Blog at a Time

Dear Cathy,

Pay no mind to the self-titled “Panter” and her sorrowful band of monkey turd chucker’s! You are witnessing nothing more than pure jealousy manifesting itself. With every syllable, with every phrase, I scratch away at her house of cards.

I initiated Anne Slanders as my personal outlet for sharing humorous anecdotes related to perplexing issues and intriguing individuals. The inception of this project was not aimed at retaliating against Panter. However, she has recently become a focal point due to my rediscovery of her acerbic blog. It’s surprising that her blog persists even after the decline of AOL. Without an active chat network and profiles for her to disparage, the Panter’s blog amounts to nothing more than a suboptimal waste of time and energy. So why was it still active? She found herself a new pool. WireClub!

The Panter is nothing more than a “Tootsie Roll Lollipop” blogger. You never know how many licks it will take to unearth the interesting parts of her writing. Like a Willy Wonka, her everlasting gob smacking is perpetual. Anyone who witnessed her scorched Earth attacks when she was on AOL, can attest to the styled similarity with this new posse of chatters.

I comprehend why she persists in perpetuating the fallacy that I am someone else. For her and her twelve “Apostles of Panters”, it seems to be the sole plausible explanation. The notion that I might be someone from her past doesn’t align with her agenda. Consequently, she has to insist on reinforcing this belief that I am an entirely different individual.

But sharing caustic nonsense is all she has. Now that I am giving her a dose of her own medicine, she feels threatened. She doesn’t like it when the tables are turned. Let’s face facts: She is nothing more than the human version of period cramps. Somewhere out there is a tree tirelessly producing oxygen for her and I convinced she owes it an apology.

With that said, I acknowledge my own mischievous role in this unintended misdirection. As such, I reached out to the one subscriber in question, who has expressed much joy and content in “screwing with [expletive] [Panters] head”. Although I never wish to disallow one’s joy, in retrospect, I remain uneasy about it.

By the way, you are very welcome for the subscription. I could tell you needed it. As I insinuated, you’re up to 12 subscribers now! This makes it so much easier than going through my countless emails and my subscriber screenshots.

In comparison, I want to share my stats from last month (March 2024).

In comparison, let’s share the fake stats that you keep posting! <smh> Dear Panter: your total word count from the last 13 years, does not count as site hits.

It’s extremely sad that you keep throwing out this nonsense. For the love of God and true Christian’s, your obliviousness is the reason the gene pool needs a lifeguard.