DAMN YOU GLENN REYNOLDS!

I can't believe it. Everything was going so well. And now this.

As you know, Frank called a cease-fire a few days ago. Front Line Voices was launched, pledges of mutual support in a greater cause were made, and Glenn even held a press conference to announce the end of blogospheric hostilities. That rascal Glenn gave the press corps a good tweaking at the end, too, much to Frank's amusement. Glenn is such a character.

But he just couldn't leave well enough alone. He KNEW how much Frank despised his lame, single-word commentary. That point has been well-discussed from the beginning of the Blog War and NUMEROUS times since. Yet even after the press conference was over, Glenn just HAD to start pushing Frank's buttons:

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Frank J. [stepping in from stage left]: Wow! Now THAT’S how to end a press conference! Reporters are SO gullible.

Glenn: Heh. Indeed. Hmmm…

Frank J.: Dammit Glenn! Stop that!

Glenn: Hmmm… Indeed. Heh.

Frank J.: I’m warning you, Glenn. One more single-word comment out of you and the Blog War is back on, and I’m not stopping for anything this time until your Est is completely Delended!

Glenn:…
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Oh, sure, Glenn managed to keep his damn yap shut, but only just. You could just see the sweat beading up on his forehead, and his upper-lip twitch was a dead giveaway.

Glenn wasn't going to let it go.

Tonight I got an e-mail from Frank, telling me about the events of this evening, which he asked me to share with everybody.

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Hey Harv,

You need to post this at HQ. I got home from work today, and I was putting together my BEST In My World post ever. Man, it had Chomps & Rummy & Buck and they were all just tearing up the... well, actually, I don't have that part, yet, but that's not why I'm writing. Anyway, the point is, the phone rang. I checked the caller ID - cell phone number - so I figured it wasn't a telemarketer, and I picked up the phone, and the conversation went like this:

Frank: Hello?

Glenn: Indeed.[click]

That [monitor-melting string of expletives deleted out of consideration for the delicate sensibilities of women and children] puppy-blending [see previous explantion] is so [once more, with feeling] dead!

Tell the Alliance. Tell the Axis. Tell the WHOLE DAMN WORLD!

The. War. Goes. On.

Frank
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Glenn... why did you have to do it? Why couldn't you have just left it alone? Why couldn't we have peace in our time?

...But there's no use asking "why" any more. The die has been cast, and once again we must take up our virtual swords to storm the cyberspatial castle. The Dark Overlord of the Blogosphere MUST BE OVERTHROWN!

INSTAPUNDO DELENDA EST!

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[Pixy Misa]

Harvey, I think it's time for your pills. Harvey?