Uh. Oh...The Little guy realized that he had "offended" ME! When he filtered out every single word I had to say and told me how bad of a person I was, if hurt MY feelings! He also realized that he was, in fact, called a "P.O.O.P." machine, which will offend people. His computer brain told him that there was a 99.457% chance that this very blog would offend 38.7460% of the readers (once again, he had to kick himself in the USB's after he called them "readers".) He realized that the inevitability of comments on this blog would allow additional "offense" on the very same internet page! If the comments weren't filtered through his system, there was a distinct probability that commenters would get offended by other comments on their comments!
OH, blast. He just self-destructed. I've got pieces of this machine flung all over my basement and I have NO IDEA how I will ever pick them all up. How do you clean up a mess of good intentions? In the process of trying to "please everybody" I didn't please anybody.
I hope you guys will see the symbolism in this