Shook the Spot

We generally consider ourselves pacifists over here at Shook the Spot. But when shit's thrown down, we might as well be Lyndon Fucking Johnson. A close relative of this blog, whose praises have been sung countless times in this space, tuned on us tonight. Like Abel at the feet of Cain, Shook the Spot is on im.bitch's shitlist . . .

Shook the Spot: [im.bitch] put me on her fucking shit list . . .
umm hot immigrant bitch: YEAH i did. TAKE it.
Shook the Spot: it's on, bitch
umm hot immigrant bitch: DO it

She's upset because we posted a photo of her camera-shy bullshit on the blog last week. (We ran that shit in black and white, to match the decor around these parts, but you can view the original-size, full-color version here.) Now, as we noted originally, the picture had very little to do with im.bitch; all we cared about was the laptop in the background proudly logged onto Shook the Spot. But skin is skin, and our aunt's is as thick as tissue paper. So we've landed on her shitlist, alongside George Bush, College, and a host of Frito-hating institutions. This disgrace will not go unanswered (although, for the moment, it will go unanswered 'cause I'm tired as fuck and need to sleep) . . .

Oh, it's on.