You have the worst job ever. You don’t get paid and at the end of the day what have you actually accomplished? Well in this case, nothing. Hacking into a big website or a Bank account or something is one thing. But hacking into tiny little blog about a girls life to insert some malicious code? I mean for reals, not that many people even read this thing. So I wouldn’t brag about that to your friends on your super geeky hacker forums. My password wasn’t that hard by the way, so not too impressive. Obviously you DON’T read my blog, because if you did, you’d know Husband is a ninja code master and it wasn’t too hard for him to figure out your little lame code shouldn’t be in my blog. Too bad you aren’t a reader though, since you sit at a computer all day you probably need to go on a major juice fast, which I could help you out with cause I’m a pro.
I’m a little mad at you though. Not that you hacked me, but that you had full access to my blog and you didn’t even guest post for me. You could have come up with something. I mean, even writing a fake post about how husband and I are getting a divorce. Now that would have done some damage, which obviously you find enjoyment out of but instead you gave me something to blog about. So thanks.
It’s hard for me to believe that you like to ruin peoples websites and computers for FUN! Your day is spent trying to make other peoples days miserable. So lame.
Let me guess how many girlfriends you have and how many pairs of coke bottle glasses. Zero. And 5 million.