Joel and I wanted to take a time out from the feud to say something to all the witless bystanders who keep wandering into the blog firefight. Kids, stay out of it.

Now when you’ve been brought up in the game, like me and J-Ho, you know to mind your own goddamn business and not hop into a battle that ain’t yours to fight. This ain’t pretend; these are the lifes we’re living and if we expected to die old we never would have started blogging to begin with. We certainly don’t appreciate you trying to step to this. Not in the slightest. Go try to make your rep somewhere else cause this is about blood here.

Now we understand some of you are (dumbly) trying to jump on our satirical grenades to protect Mistress Svenia T. Mishap. Your devotion, while mildly cute, is also extremely creepy. Have you ever seen the SNL sketch about the Mr. Belvedere fan club? Where they say they love him so much they want to put him in a giant glass jar, but worry that his breath will fog up the jar and they won’t be able to see him and they kill his pets? That’s you, loony freaks. Get out of here and into some direct sunlight.

The feud will resume as soon as I make a sandwich.