Curt Schilling has, in a very juvenile manner, recently mentioned running for Ted Kennedy’s vacant Senate seat here in Massachusetts on his bull shit blog: 38 bitches. You may think that acknowledging his posts on my own blog is as equally juvenile. However, as a juvenile blogger myself, I feel it my duty to come to the table here and offer my advise to Schil.
Curt-
You are a bloated beast with an IQ the same as that eleven-year-old boy who could throw hard in Little League. If you put together a campaign for the Senate it would be an incredible let down comparable only to when you tried to quit dip after your ugly, fried-skinned wife got melanoma. You have nothing to offer society anymore. Your baseball career, while having its bullshit heroic moments, will be overshadowed by your lingering presence in the Boston community and your loud mouth, which grows at the ratio of your retired gut. You are nothing more than a ra-ra America caveman who deserves to have his wife expire prematurely. I would never consider giving to your charity let alone hand a quarter to your children if they were starving in the streets because you are a loud-mouth, self-proclaimed soothsayer who lacks anything close to the intelligence that you believe you possess. May your children die serving in the desert some day. May they look into your eyes and only see a selfish prick of a father. May the sun’s hot rays never stop beating down on your family until Doomsday. And may your horse shit blog even attempt a response to this.
Go fuck yourself, you fear mongering whore. Your god will never save you. May it be an eternal afterlife of failure.
- Freemont Barrington
