Have to admit we found it quite funny to think of Dunk's face losing its smug grin as he logged onto his new blog this afternoon. When he started reading the comments to see how his army had been bigging him up. His thousands of readers had left a total of about 5 comments, but the funny part would be when he spotted how he'd left the back door open for comments from here and other anti-Dunk blogs to appear on that new blog. Made us laugh.
He's not happy with us, and that just makes us laugh all the more.
Today's blog post, entitled "Sunday", started off talking all about us. "I see the boycott's not coming along very well is it children?" – actually it looks like it's doing OK to us. We've not mentioned a boycott now for days, but we have seen stats showing the traffic to Koptalk is dropping quite nicely. The funny thing is, if you held your hands up now and admitted all you have been accused of, apologised and promised to put it right, you'd be able to put all of this behind you. In other words, stop telling us more lies to cover up the lies from before. We keep catching you out, and we'll keep catching you out. In the end you'll be lying to nobody but yourself, because your credibility is dropping in more and more people's eyes with every lie.
Paragraph two and Dunk manages to drop Lauren's name into his blog. This is the girl who has been very unlucky in contracting an illness that has left her confined to a wheelchair. She's Dunk's cousin. Dunk says she needs a bike and begs people to send money (to him) for her. Has she got her bike yet? No. Has Dunk upgraded his car, had a multi-satellite system installed and a 50-odd inch plasma TV delivered to his home? Yes. Thousands of pounds on treating yourself to some luxuries. How you can beg your site visitors for donations for Lauren then spend that money on yourself is beyond belief.
Third paragraph sees Dunk address readers of his blog as though they are all visitors from overseas. He likes people from overseas, as long as they stay overseas and join his club. Just doesn't like any "foreigners" to get in his way in England.
More fun from the fat one in the next paragraph – Steve took the papers to fatso's house this morning, but fatso didn't know. So he went "all the way" to his auntie's garage only to find the papers weren't there. You still confuse us fatty – if you weren't at home overnight where were you? And do any of your wives know?
He then references us again (we assume) by saying his decision to call Peter Crouch "Lurch" might cause "a few girls get a bit touchy". It doesn't make us feel touchy, but it does show just how little you think of your club. Or what you claim is your club. To then say "no offence like, just trying to get a bite and it works" is further proof of what you think of your club. And before we forget, just where are these Crouch tapes? No, still haven't answered that one have we?
After telling us that his 16-year-old drinking partner Steve has gone out for the day, Dunk tells us his plans for the evening. "I'm supposed to be going out for a pint at 6," he says, as if to try and persuade us he has other drinking pals.
Don't forget Dunk – try and answer our questions before you go off to the pub.
Oh and by the way – it's "being" not "been". They sound the same sometimes, but mean quite different things.
February 9, 2008 at 6:15 am
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