Open Letter To All The Haters

It has come to the attention of Talvid that there are a growing number of you out there sipping the Haterade. Flavour: Sour Grape Peepee.
Let me ask you a question, foe; what specifically is your ish with TADBOS? Is it because you’ve seen a picture of him in a fashion rag getting free of charge suckoffs from models who don’t get out of bed for less than 10 large? Is it because he turned down the nobel peace prize for cocklength (the first and last to be nominated, no doubt). Is it because one time, No Doubt asked Talvid to replace Gwen Stefani right after she became pregnant and less fuckable?
Truth be told, as we like to say, it’s because Talvid is a two part end titty. You wish there was more room for the passé teak likes of your kind. But there isn’t. Look in the mirror, do an Old Spice routine. You are not the man that you want to be. You can read what we write, but you can’t write what we read. If you find this offensive, I suggest you continue reading TADBOS until the blog ceases to exist. That’ll prolls be never. TADBOS, as of last week has been deemed an essential service. But what would you know about that, unessential dee-hole.


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