No Christmas for you until you read that post down there… the one called: Let’s think about stuff, shall we?’!!!
Okay, don’t panic. I am not really Grinching all over your Christmas joy… I just got a little miffed about the lack of attention to what I thought was a really good post, and decided to see if I could coerce you all into reading it. I am just going to see how many of these not-so-real ‘guilt’ post ideas I can come up with while I wait for you all to read and digest the post about thinking… because it is sort of long, and you have to concentrate.
If you are one of the people who have already succumbed to the guilt and read the post, thank you. You can take some time off. Or you can laugh along with me while I see how many clever ways I can come up with to make the slackers feel bad enough to read the dang post.
Pouring My Art Out 
Still not going to go back to read it, sorry
I have so moved on… but it was a good post.
The professor cannot be made to feel guilty when their is no reason to; curious not guilty! Your antics are very Punchyish – are you?
Am I punchy??? A little, I guess…
😉 x
Guilt done for me. All healed here. :)x
Wait… are you saying that guilt is so powerful that if I overuse it then people will become immune and go away again???
Because that isn’t going to work either… ha!
I’ll stop commenting if you try to guilt me! I’m good at being quiet sometimes. Not often. But I can manage it occasionally. :)x
At this point, since it already worked on you, you are more caught in the guilt crossfire… you are collateral damage, you are, at worst, a friendly fire incident.
*silence*
Ha… this just leaves me more time to prepare my next guilt post. You can’t be guilt-tripped, I can’t be manipulated… we have us a stand off…
mmmm *gagged*
wait… gagged as in, you have a gag over your mouth, or like you just threw up in your mouth a little??? Because either way, it seems like I won that round…
You bloody have won. I can’t keep my trap shut! Another day maybe I’ll manage it. :)x
It is sort of hard to pull off the ‘silent treatment’ when you have to type stuff telling me you are even doing it… and I am sitting in a quiet room, so the whole freekin’ universe is giving me the silent treatment.
The Universe likes to do that on Saturdays. Off partying and twinkling in other galaxies. Can’t compete with that in your living room. Quiet’s good too though. I’ve got a house full of it just now. And it’s lovely. :)x
Sorry, did you say something? HA!
Relief at last. Send in the benchers.
Is that a sports expression?
Don’t fein interest in or knowledge of team sports. We all know you better.
I’m not… just saying I don’t know what you meant.
How about bench warmers instead? Work better for you?
I do know that one.