Imagine, if you will, that I have a stalker. That's right, I am that popular and wanted that people are stalking me. Now take yourself back to reality, and remind yourself that I am possibly one of the least likely people to tolerate such an appendage.
If I had a stalker, I'd make it my duty to track him/her down and take him/her down. [I include the chances of it being a girl, as I have been known to emit a 'dykey vibe'.] So, I put it to you, stalker of mine if you do exist, I dare you in fact, to come forward. Own up to the cursed valentines card that afflicts my bookcase and seemingly narrows my chances of finding you every day - own up and I will thank you (shortly before taking you down, as previously mentioned).
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You have bought into my theory....
I would like to add the point that as part of a stalker 'profile' they are no doubt reading your blog, there is somewhere, someone crying into their long lense right now, probably scrawling messages all ove the little shrine they have dedicated to you in that secret little cupboard in their house..
Go get 'em Baz.... Grrrrr. Meh.
Mwah x
Yep, he/she's a total loser.
(But secretly I'd like to give em a big smacker to say thank you for preventing me from going another year without a V Day gift/card. But we won't tell them that.)
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