All y’all who mocked my poor thumbs have just been schooled.
The wickedness has been unleashed. Brittney was driven to quit her job because of the relentless attacks of…left-wing readers. (Irony #1.)
I am disgusted by people. Truly disgusted by their behaviour. Their cruelty. Their illiteracy.




I am disgusted by people. Truly disgusted by their behaviour. Their cruelty. Their illiteracy.
Amen to that
Preach it, sister.
Ignorance and hate abound. Who knows? Maybe that NiT stuff was holding her back anyway.
I’m a fan and I wish her the best.
Maybe that NiT stuff was holding her back
Yeah, I think it probably was. You may have a very good point there.
Damn, I’m never gonna question your thumbs again.
Much sadness indeed.
I wonder what will happen to NiT now.
Sigh. Let us know when your thumb starts feeling better (then maybe our dear Brit will return). Meanwhile I’m going to crawl in a corner and be sad.
The only comment I’m going to make on the whole awful situation is that Jesus’s General readers are to the left what, oh, LGF readers, maybe, are to the right. That is, I’m not defending them in the least, as that is clearly impossible for any person of sense or integrity. And I’m not disowning them, ’cause the side they say they’re on is indeed my side. But they aren’t representative of anything except the extremes to which some folks will go.
Yep. The irony of WHO helped push her out is just almost too much.
On another note, people have been saying for a long time that Brittney should write a book about her restaurant days.
Y’all don’t hit me, but I was kind of thinking this morning she ought to write a book about her experience as the first paid blogger of her kind and all the… everything. You know.
Would that freak all of us out if she did? Being that, you know, NIT as a whole would almost have to be a large part of that story…
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I think that’d be a great idea, Lynnster! (Then again, ‘s not really all my business that’d be out there.)
And Kat, we’ll never doubt them again. Now stop typing with hurtey thumbs! *waggles a finger*