Regarding the Brain of Jill:

Let me get this straight -- you assume I never read the posts on the message board, claim you are taking all the heat for thoughts I've expressed, then you threaten to somehow kick my ass if you ever find yourself in my country.

Let's pause for a moment to discuss -- Jill honey, I will give you a topic if you find yourself confused and a little out of your league while the rest of us consider the insipid relevance of the above-noted SHIT that came out of your brain. Number one, you should be thrilled that a pig-boy such as Bradford can easily be taken down a notch if you're an intelligent, outspoken woman who knows what the fuck this world is truly all about. It's very simple -- you don't suck off his inanities and flirt around the issues like some cute little school girl -- you kick him in the nads and let him know who's boss. Fuck the games -- grow up for christ's sake. Secondly, you may come to Canada any time you wish and try to take me down. Your apparent jealousy is clouding what's really important here -- I don't give a rat's ass if you, or anyone else for that matter, like me. The fact remains that if you truly read what I write, you will see that I am voicing opinions about what is important to me (and should be to you) as a woman: independence, strength, not backing down, and the intelligence to make your experiences work -- with your sense of humour -- FOR you.

Frankly I'm embarassed that I'm somehow being given credit for your petty ramblings. Girlfriend, it's time to reanimate.

KillerQueen