Robin Hoodwinked
07-08-2009As you all know, I don’t enjoy responding to critics. However, a woman named “Robin” recently left some comments that needed to be addressed. If you haven’t read all of her comments, she basically questioned my authenticity, then went on to talk about how ITB she was. She even wasted time trying to figure out who I was on some City Data Forum website. After that, things got sort of confusing and it just seemed like a middle aged ITB woman, who had nothing better to do than argue with people on the internet, had decided to write her life story in the comments on this blog. I figured I’d wait until she got all those wonderful insights out of her system before I responded. It appears that she’s finished commenting as of today, when she wrote, “I will no longer attempt to pierce through your mental obtuseness.” So let me begin with my e-mail to her.
Dear Robin,
Look lady, I haven’t even been paying attention to this comment shit that’s been going on over the last three days. My IT guys have been approving the comments and were nice enough to let you continue to make a fool out of yourself, while I was busy carrying on with my normal life. I checked my blog today and saw what could only be described as your own personal ITB memoir, which was not in the least bit entertaining. However, your “obtuseness” did provide me with literally minutes of enjoyment. The fact that you’ve been arguing with my supporters (thanks guys, jager bombs on me this weekend) for the past two days really says a lot about how significant you are. You’re comments are so long that I’m guessing you’ve been at home wasting your entire day on these novellas. Does your husband know you’ve been doing this all day instead of folding the laundry and Swiffering the house? My IT guys say you live in South Carolina now. Is this true? You obviously love ITB with a passion (can’t blame you there), which makes me wonder why you left. I can only assume your departure was due to some sort of shameful incident that involved the CCC, a waiter, the back of your father’s SUV, and a broken prophylactic. Regardless of where you live, you still are incapable of comprehending the purpose of this blog. I update others, who are worthy, on my opinion of current events or about the partying that I’m sometimes sorry for. I can’t spend all day arguing on the internet, as I’ve got more important things to worry about, such as when I’m going to start pre-gaming for the Who’s Bad? concert on Saturday, or on whether I think Busy Bee is an acceptable place to be seen (I’m still debating this issue, more to come later). Hell, deciding between Village Deli and the Community Grocery for lunch is a more important use of my time than pointing out your inability to understand why I do what I do.
I was going to ignore your first comment, but you wouldn’t stop. You said you contacted your friend from the FBI. The FBI? Really? From your thorough investigation, I take it you’ve been reading too many of your kid’s Encyclopedia Brown books (the answers to the cases are in the back). You even had a friend call up someone with the last name “Finley” to see if I was related to them. I’m pretty sure I’ve been vetted more than Sarah Palin over the last three days. I shouldn’t waste my time, but I’m going to address a few of the many asinine statements you’ve made thus far. Regarding your first question about where I’m from; not only do I live ITB now, but I was born here (at Rex Hospital, obviously) and have lived here my entire life. You wondered why I wasn’t listed in any Wake County databases. If you knew anything about being a socialite, you’d know that all my assets are in multiple irrevocable trusts from my grandparents, (the next one is transferrable to me at age 30) and that I’m not some commoner who lets Wake County list my property value. Do the posts that I write not show how out of touch with reality I really am? I spend thousands of dollars of my parents’ money at overrated bars in Raleigh. Is that not ITB? I’ve spent 75% of my (first) trust fund on a plan to build a wall around the belt line to keep others out. Is that not ITB? My parents had kids in four year intervals to ensure that there would always be one child attending Broughton at all times. Is that not ITB? All these questions are rhetorical because the answer is “Yes, I’m ITB as shit.” However, this question isn’t rhetorical Robin; who the fuck are you?
Sincerely,
WNF IV
The following are my responses to some of her retarded statements. Some of them have been edited because they’re so long (all the spelling errors are hers). To read the full version of Robin’s ITB life story, click here.
You asked Forrest “Do you actually know Earle Finley? He sits on the board of the Finley Foundation….” – Yeah Robin, it’s real difficult to look up a fucking website and pretend you’re friends with these people. Name dropping doesn’t give you any credibility, although, it does let us know that you can read and use Google.
“It may interest you to know one of my dearest friends who was also raised ITB contacted and spoke at length with one of the Finleys …. and interestingly, he didn’t even know who this ITB Insider was. He had to google the website to see what it is!!” – I guess you two middle aged women have nothing better to do than to try to find out if I’m related to the Finley family that you know. If you were really ITB, you would have been spending your husband’s money at Charlotte’s, after attending your PTA meeting at Daniels Middle School, instead of wasting your time stalking me.
“And I say that no respectable or worthy human being would have a desperate need as you obviously do to exploit the ITB area as a marketing tool. Genius marketing idea but not convincing that you are, in fact, a genuine “Inside the beltline” native. My guess is that you are a transplant from up north, capitalizing on Raleigh. You don’t even write correctly.” – You keep referring to this blog as a “marketing tool”. What the hell do you think I’m “marketing”? Sure you can purchase a t-shirt or an ITB sticker (after my IT dept. approves of your zip code), but I don’t even promote that shit. If you’re important enough to wear it, you’ll know where to get it. Also where are all the ads on my blog if this is a “marketing tool”? That’s right, nowhere. I don’t need “ad revenue” or whatever the fuck it’s called.
Someone searched this “City Data Forum” that you posted on, and found that you didn’t live in Raleigh. You quickly responded, “Nice try. I am not the City Data Forum user but I know who exactly who that person is, and the 27615 is a false zip code she used. She and I are close friends. Why would anyone in their right mind use their actual zip code on one of those things?” – Yeah……it’s your “close friend” that posts on that other site, just like the time I had to tell my Mom I was holding that bag of “nose candy” for my “friend” before we went to the “library” to “study” all night. If your friend is so ITB she would have proudly displayed her zip code.
You continued on….
“I get it. I discussed this blog with several people yesterday and recognize that I failed to interpret it’s purpose….In all truthfulness, I like this blog. I think I have already pointed out that I think it is a genius marketing idea; any visionary can grasp that.” – I do consider myself a visionary.
“But what I don’t understand is WHY the person who created this blog (who apparently is talented) would feel the need to rely upon the Finley name to make his point.” - Relying on my parents is what I do best. How else am I supposed to get the things that I want?
“Why not take this to NYC or Greenwich, CT.” – Are you retarded? Do you expect me to move to NYC or Greenwich, CT or to even waste my time trying to find out what the fuck Greenwich, CT is so I can talk shit about it?
“Myers Park has nothing on Raleigh; I know this for certain. I could really get into specifics here, but will respect others privacy on this topic.” - Finally, we agree on something.
“And why would you compare ITB with Cary? You are comparing apples to oranges on that one, especially when elaborating on “status.” I don’t use money as my gauge when placing these areas into a “status” category. In my opinion, Cary is for the nouveau riche, which, essentially, has nothing to do with money. It has more to do with a mindset and the mindset in Cary will NEVER be consistent with ITB… Cary is full of people who want to show off their wealth, whether they obtained it from hitting the lottery or getting lucky by striking a business deal with a former fraternity brother… Money is easy to make these days, and back in the day (in the old south days), status was obtained through values and hard work. Cary is a beautiful place but I can’t recall a time when I have conversed with someone from there who didn’t mention their material objects or their labels. These are clearly people who think money can buy class and that is why the word “status” doesn’t come to mind when I think of a place like Cary.” – See, if you had just talked like this from the beginning we would have gotten along just fine. Except for all the “values and hard work” bullshit, I totally agree with what you said about Cary.
“I have noticed a downgrade in ITB values, mostly because of the trust fund babies associated with Old Raleigh names, practically destroying their own family names. They have failed to honor their family’s reputation ITB by going out in public and acting a certain way. I won’t mention any names here but in the 90s, there was an ITB descendant of a family, who frequented all of the bars and blew his money at certain types of establlishments (I won’t mention the name because I don’t want my phone ringing about this one). He hung out with us and was referred to as “2.8.” Get it? His sister was considered the unlucky one because she had inherited much less money than her brother. For those of you in the old Raleigh scene, you know exactly who I am talking about. Nice guy, but he managed to ruin his family name, unfortunately. People still talk about it today. The sad part is that his family was highly regarded in the community.” – This guy sounds legendary; I can only hope to achieve this status by continuing to live my life exactly as he lived his. I wonder what “2.8” means? Was that how many seconds it took him to take a jager bomb? Maybe it was how many pounds of blow he could do in a month? I’m dying to know more about him.
“ITB family names are precious to me, not only because I grew up ITB, but because I knew many of these people when they were alive, and now know their children and grandchildren. They are actually very good people, despite the “stigma” of ITB.” – I agree wholeheartedly, I just don’t know what the word “stigma” means.
I hope this has cleared up any confusion for Robin. At first, I was appalled that she would question my credibility. Once she continued to comment over and over and over, I realized that we do agree on some issues. Sadly, she already claimed that she would never return, “I am officially bored with you and won’t return to your board.” To all those other commentors who kept talking about “satire” and “critique”, I’m not sure what those words mean, so I can’t tell if you’re insulting me or not. I’ll assume it’s a compliment from a well educated ITB resident, since someone without an education wouldn’t be able to use such sophisticated vocabulary.
I heard about your new blog so I feel more than compelled to respond, even though your site is too juvenile for me to frequent.
I can’t recall another time when someone’s deep seated insecurity has been so transparent (as you are). I understand the purpose of your blog and I get the fact that it is “satiric,” however, I still say that you have issues. No one, and I mean NO ONE, would have a need to create a blog like this (no matter how marketable it may be), unless the ITB has made you feel like an outsider at some point. You are NOT from Raleigh. Bottom line. I think you are from some where up north (most likely NJ since you like jager bombs).
And this BS about your IT guys and the other comments are just a way to make yourself appear important. YOU ARE THE IT DEPARTMENT. And I think you are also the posters on this board who have been attempting to bully me and my girlfriends who are also from the south. And yes, I have been posting from SC but I do not live in SC; a close friend of mine does. I have been summering here with a two very good friends who are from Raleigh and Charlotte.
Furthermore, you are the type whose insecurity won’t allow someone else to have the last word, hence, the reason for your overly defensive blog today, pin-pointing and detailing my every post, in your attempt to rationalize the your own desperation to look “cool.” I can see right through you and your immaturity. And if you have a trust fund, tell me the name of your Trustee or your supposed Financial Advisor. Who is he? Which financial institution manages your money? I don’t believe you have a trust fund, nor do I believe that you were born at Rex Hospital (and who really cares if you were). I do know for certain that many of the ITB kids blow their money but you wouldn’t know anything about that personally; it is just something you have observed.
Stop with the psychological tactics, coming to your board and pretending to be someone else, or stating that you have been “elsewhere” while all of this back and forth has been transpiring. YOU and I mean YOU have been here all along….. how stupid do think people are? As I said before, you are more than transparent and I am sure that I am not the only one who can see through your crap.
At this point, I am honestly tired of playing with someone who has the mentality of a thirteen year old. You are the type who sees a truly wealthy individual in a parking lot some where, driving a vehicle that you could NEVER afford, and you stand with your mouth partially open with that look in your eye that says, “How did you get what I don’t have?” I know your type. I have seen jealous people just like you all over Raleigh and it sickens me. And now, here you are, using your blog to ridicule a society of which you are not a part, and of which you do not belong (I can see that).
Be my guest….. continue making a fool of yourself. My girlfriend is on the phone right now talking to someone who knows you. And we have heard it all now!
Wait, someone is wrong on the internet???
http://xkcd.com/386/
Wow..
This is ITB bickery at its finest.
Favorite quotes (so far):
Robin: “…even though your site is too juvenile for me to frequent.”
Funny, in that you obviously frequent this site…a lot.
Robin: “Furthermore, you are the type whose insecurity won’t allow someone else to have the last word…”
If, by the grace of god, you stop commenting with your last post, then that comment can slide. (Hypocrite does come to mind though.) But you know you’re not done yet. Consider that before making future asinine statements.
I want to hear more about pregaming for Who’s Bad and less about this Robin chick.
Hilarious. Robin doesn’t realize she is the one who is obtuse. Sounds like Robin is about 55, divorced, sucked about $1MM from former husband, and spends time name dropping to make herself seem worthy of the status she craves. She spends her nights trying to find dates, but ends up diddling her beef curtains as she cries in loneliness.
Fuck you Robin, I happen to be the IT department. I fucking love jagerbombs. I grew up in Eastover (if you are from Myers Park you’ll know where this is, we keep it secret from commoners). I own a house ITB. And, furthermore, I’m keeping this response short because I’m busy working my ass off at my job to do my part to keep the economy from stalling. WTF are you “summering” in Spartanburg, SC for? Why? Also seriously quit writing back because I’m fucking tired of my blackberry going off all the time with someone emailing me about “ooooh did you see what Robin wrote in the comments??” Let it go. People like you are the reason William writes this blog, to get a rise out of you. We all laugh. Write Larry David a letter for Seinfeld or Curb Your Enthusiasm- or write Mark Wahlberg about Entourage. It’s a look at the ITB life through rose-tinted glasses. Blow me and get back to work. In that order.
What I think Robin is failing to realize is that this blog is not a marketing tool but a clever and quick whitted way to entertain people. Yes, its True that William does not exist but he does embody the exact “Broughtonness” of ITB. What is ironic is that the real author of this blog IS FROM ITB (born and raised) so he has the authority to write whatever the hell he wants! As a former debutante myself (both local and state) I would like to know where exactly Robin and her high horse are….. didn’t your momma ever teach you that if you don’t have something nice to say then don’t say anything at all!?!?!
And FYI there are two sides to Cary: the northerner side (the wrong side of the tracks) and southerner side. Southerners know better than to cross High House road…..
Robin go play in the middle of Churchill tonight and I’ll hit you on the way home from Crowleys, if it makes news tommorrow (which will suprise me) we will know for sure that you actually might have mattered). If not (which would be my guess), our points will have been proven. Either way its a win win because we dont have to listen to the blasphemy you speak, and we will put you out of the misery of that pathetic thing you call you life.
Ha Ha! I am Robin’s friend from Raleigh and I am sitting right here with her. Your comments are hilarious!!! If you only knew. She is about your same age, actually, and is gorgeous (that is a fact). When I think of you, Kris Hixson comes to mind. Know him? He lived in Los Angeles for a while. Tried to market some t-shirts but was denied. Sound familiar to you?
Why are we in SC? Well we aren’t in Spartanburg- that is what your getting from the ip address because we use a company that is based in Greenville. But to answer your question, we are here riding horses for the summer. If you know anything about that, you understand that many equestrians live in SC. That’s no secret. And yes, we have to admit to you that we do have a lot of time on our hands. It isn’t easy being a trust fund baby because you sooner or later realize that its a lonely world, since no one else can keep up (if you know what we mean). Sooner or later, you have to deal with the jealous women who were once your friends but later made the stupid decision to marry an overpaid dumb yuppy and have his kids, which introduces them to a whole new world of distorted misery. Women who have their own money don’t have to marry for it. They can have anyone they want, the only problem is that they can’t be satisfied- yes, I can say that about Robin. She is NEVER satisfied. Robin isn’t married and I don’t think she will ever be- she has too much money and a lot to lose. She was once engaged to a physician (surgical resident) and had to dump him before it became final because she knew he was after her family’s money, even though his parents were Doctors. He was from Charlotte, so if your buddy is from Myers Park, ask around and I am sure you will figure it out. Oh well, gotta run. We look forward to more conversation with you! Have a pleasant day.
I do declare, if I ever proclaim to be “summering” anywhere, you not only have the right but the duty to pick up my bocce ball and pummel me to smithereens. Do not let my koozie clad beverage reach the cusp of my anxiously awaiting lips – strike that blow. “Summering” is an outright ostentatious colloquialism, by the by, and about as obnoxious as wearing seersucker after the day of Labor in the month of September. But I digress…
Heavens to Betsy, downright name dropping on the internet is a wretched tactic to pursue. Disgracing a person’s name anonymously shines of cowardice and a bullish mentality. I’ve always heard that people with money do not need to talk about it…much less on this here newfangled interweb. I do hope people’s upbringing would come to light soon…
Robin is terrible.
She obviously has no intellect, as she can not understand the real reason behind this blog. Humor.
She needs to take some grammar lessons.
She obviously has no sense of humor and is probably the kind of person that people are thinking that they would rather get dragged through glass than talk to her.
She obviously has no class, because people with real money don’t talk about class. William is being satirical, she is serious.
Her finance probably left her because he thought he could stand marrying her for money, but realized it just was not worth it.
Please, stay OTB “summering” where-ever you are. ITB does not miss people like you.
Hey this is BATMAN, Robin’s Fiance. Just want to let you all know that Robin is the real ITB deal….
The reason that I know is that I’ve been banging Robin for eight years while she was engaged to the Doc, and we have been flying around the world ever since. So while you yups sit around figuring out how to build a wall and worrying about your beltline, we are going to enjoy the summer. By the way, don’t you freaks have anything better to do than sit around and play on the internet? If you get too worried about it, smoke a bat. Sincerely,
BATMAN
Robin is a liberal
Kyle is a Repub.
Persimmons and julips, Batman’s candor about Robin’s infidelity is disheartening, but the Wayne family fortune does go back through the generations. He’s certainly no surgeon but that cape is quite dashing for the fairer sex (or the so inclined). I do have to ponder, does Batman ride English or Western style? Does he have specialized hats or helmets to accommodate his Bat ears? I should hope his cape does not drag near the horses backside…
I suggest we mend these fences soon. I am due to liberally pour myself a bourbon drink that would shake the dust off a work mule.
Dash yourself up a stronger drink and get ready to play dungeons and dragons. Put your helmet on and forget about the cape. The super hero will soon arrive.
Catching up on the past few days of posts has been like watching a fly get caught in a spider’s web. While trying mightily to get free, the fly only further ensnares itself in what is soon becoming its own silken sarcophagus.
Bravo, Robin! Well done!
Much to the amusement of the rest of us, thanks for playing right into the hands (legs) of the spider!
Robin,
you’re mother hates you.
$100 says Robin is banging Chastity Bono (aka Bat-douche). I personally know Robin, and can vouch that she tried to bang Mrs. Peebles in 6th grade social studies at Daniels.
Robin and Batman if you dont know about ITB Insider til now, your almost garunteed to be OTB. Anyone from Raleigh to go though Broughton/St. Mary’s/ VES/ Episcopal/ WFS in the last ten years has at least heard of the site. Bragging about your wealth while stating you come from an Old South family is as contradictory as it gets. This site is satirical as are those who post on it. I’m glad you’re (supposedly) riding horses for the summer (maybe if you substituded horses with a cock you might not be such a dyke) because your in a state the bosts places such as South of the Border and Myrtle Beach. If you must post on here again, try to use some intelligence (and be sure to tell us where your family got their supposed wealth from).
arguing on the internet is like racing in the special olympics…win, lose, or draw, you’re steal retarted
let’s get back to real convo’s about yak, fosters, girls under 22, harris teeters, grady whites and blue lens’d costa’s
Robin, please get your 15 year old friends off this blog, some of the language mentioned on here is way too inappropriate for them. If you were anywhere near old enough to know better, you wouldn’t be sitting in SC trying to “summer” in a place that’s not Charleston. Instead of riding horses all summer because scissoring your dyke friends isn’t giving you enough pleasure, get off the internet during the day and study up for wake tech, because no one’s going to be taking care of your retarded ass ITB.
^ Funny
Again, to poster #22:
First of all, I can’t decide if you are a writer or video producer. Maybe both. Either way, your writing skills are questionable. You may be talented in the marketing arena but your writing sucks! “Your almost garunteed?” Whatever. Are you trying to be funny? It is YOU’RE (as in you are) and guaranteed (not garunteed). And it is BOAST, not bost, as you wrote it. Something is wrong here. Either someone wrote this, posing as you, or you did some serious blow last night and posted # 22 after wards. Before I thought I had you pegged and had decided on who you really are (several of us agreed on who you are) until I read that. Now I am second guessing. The guy I know isn’t that dumb. And why would you tell me to post with some intelligence (if I return to the board) in the same post that reflects poor grammar and several misspelled words. Laughable again.
So lets get to the context of your post. About the comment regarding the ITBers and their knowledge of your site. I have talked with several of my friends ITB and NONE of them have heard of you. My girlfriend had to tell them about your website, and they had to google it. When they googled it, the common response was “Someone needs some therapy.” I don’t agree; I think you have purposefully created a satiric blog to get people’s attention, and you are then going to sell your t-shirts and other paraphernalia. CLEVER! On to your next topic in your post. The News and Observer hasn’t heard of you either. But they have now, thanks to my friend in Raleigh who called them (damn we are SO drawing attention to your site). But that is what you want- attention.
You keep mentioning Broughton. Why? You must think Broughton is the school of choice for ITBers. Wrong again. While it is a popular school ITB, I haven’t once read anything about Ravenscroft or Miss Porters (you probably wouldn’t know anything about the latter). When I grew up, Ravenscroft was the school of choice, as was Miss Porters.
With respect to your comment about this little web or the trap that I have fallen into, WRONG again. Apparently you think I don’t understand your blog. Admittedly, I didn’t understand it at first glance, but after reading some of your material, I understand its satiric nature; I just don’t agree with it (BIG DIFFERENCE). If it makes you feel better to twist the reality of the situation to make yourself feel better, go ahead- doesn’t matter one way or another to me.
When did I brag about my wealth? Hmm…. I don’t recall stating or posting that I come from a wealthy family but did state that I came from an Old South family. That is true. BUT I never claimed to be wealthy; I simply stated that I know and have friends (ITB and in other parts of the state) who are insanely wealthy, and I grew up with many of them. If you can pin-point one post I have made, or elaborate on any statement I have made, claiming that I am wealthy, please do.
And again, I do not live in hickville SC! I am visiting for the summer and will be returning to Raleigh in August.
Post number 10
Yep, I think I have figured it out. I think I know exactly who you are. I have to go back and look at your recent sketch posted on this blog and match them up with some of your other sketches at the other website. You are a producer aren’t you? Everything is matching up………. Ever lived in LA?
Either you are the producer I know or you have experience with this arena. Reason: The manner in which you presented my posts and your rebuttal, and your usage of the word “critique” reveals to me that you are in the industry. Producers ALMOST ALWAYS present their critiques (as you did, in detail) and then make their rebuttal (as you did) in the exact same platform. The only thing that makes me reconsider is your lack of proper writing skills. The person I know is a strong writer (he has written satirical stuff many times) and I don’t think I have ever caught an error when reading his material as I have when reading yours.
Strong, STRONG similarities. But just in case you are him (and I really like him), I will leave this one alone and go with the flow. Small world.
“I don’t recall stating or posting that I come from a wealthy family”
Well don’t ever post on this blog again. I believe I’ve made it clear in other posts that the only people that should be posting on this blog should only talk about
a.) their/their family’s wealth
b.)fosters
c.)harris teeter’s
d.)chauncy
or
e.)how much they hate OTB
end of story
p.s. Robin, you’re weird
This dumb bitch thinks you are Corchiani’s kid
I wonder what Monica Teeter would think about your stance on Harris Teeter. I think I will phone her in Mooresville and let her know about this one. She is going to laugh her head off at this one! HA HA!
^ You’re right, it has been a few posts since you’ve dropped someone’s name. Get back to blowing Mr. Ed and quit acting like you’re a big deal.
It is raining today so I am bored, as I have been for many years. I am running out of things to do since everything is so boring!!!! I am only wondering how long it will be before you bore me again and I decide to refrain from posting here. SO far, though, you have managed to keep me interested.
You may not be a Producer but you sure as hell display the behaviors of one. The satiric approach, your platform here (with the black background), the photos you upload, and the things you say about ITB and other things….. gosh, it just seems to ring a bell to me. Your writing, though, is very questionable. Maybe you are a Producer wannabe?! Maybe you are a student at NC State and haven’t made it quite that far yet, and this website is something along the way? Either way, I have concretely concluded that you are involved in the entertainment arena (whether it is video or B movie related).
BTW- I think Monica Teeter will be impressed that you constantly talk about her grandfathers grocery store in your blog! That is too funny. So far you have managed to talk about Josephus Daniels (N&O) from Raleigh and Harris Teeter, which was originated in Charlotte (really Mooresville). What are the other ones you know? You have missed so many, and it is sad, because the ones who have amassed the largest fortunes…. you haven’t even mentioned yet. Still waiting……… ITBER. Bring it on!
Robin,
Since you’re so concerned with grammar, I took it upon myself to correct a few of your mistakes.
You may be talented in the marketing arena, (INSERT COMMA) but your writing sucks!
Either someone wrote this, posing as you, or you did some serious blow last night and posted # 22 after wards. – Afterwards is one word, not two, and it would be more correct to say afterward.
Laughable, (Again, you need a comma) again.
So lets get to the context of your post. It’s “let’s.”
About the comment regarding the ITBers and their knowledge of your site. This is a fragment, not a sentence.
Either you are the producer I know or you have experience with this arena. You have experience IN an arena, not WITH an arena.
That’s enough for now. I would be happy to proofread your insanity before you post it.
Apparently I made some typos when typing fast so my bad on that one. Thank you for bringing my attention to those errors. Too bad you don’t can’t type with red ink.
But I still say your writing is extremely questionable. I think there are two of you posting here. One of you has the ability to write well and the other one doesn’t. Unless you have two personalities….maybe that is the case here.
BTW- your recent post strengthened my argument that you are a writer. And maybe after that, a Producer “wannabe.” Right? Oh come now, I think you are. Why not just tell the truth? Is it because you are possibly from another town outside Charlotte?
Everyone knows who ITB Insider is except for you, Robin. You aren’t remotely close with any of your guesses. Most of us went to school with him ITB.
god I hope Robin didn’t go to Ravenscroft, she seems more like a Friendship Christian kind of girl to me…
(link removed)
What Robin has actually been doing while summering.
Anyways,
Robin go play in a house off Lassiter that is only halfway built tonight, and I’ll throw a ciggarette butt in it. Since the only thing I got to hit leaving Crowleys last night was a few cars and a small dog, I assume you were a no show. However this will be a much more fitting way to acheive the same goal.
Robin, what does stalking the author of this blog do for you? If you find so much enjoyment from finding out new details or information about the author and you’re so intent on “exposing” him, why aren’t you as open with your own identity? You act as though the author should admit who he is, yet you haven’t been forthright with who you are. Answer the question in this post: who the fuck are you?
Just wanted to update yall on how my summering is going. Heres a few of the videos I’ve made with the horses down here, (Link removed; Google “zootube” to see the link originally posted. Warning, not safe for work.), hope you enjoy.
Well then, who is he? I am waiting………………………………………………………………………………..
Why is it that none of ITB friends know exactly who he is. My girlfriend talked to someone yesterday who claimed to know who he is, but I have my own opinions. That is the thing with these blogs- you never know who is really behind them!
actually we talk about harris teeter because they are only allowed to put stores up in rich neighborhoods. (the average household income within a 10 mile radius has to be over 150k or something like that)
According to wikipedia, Harris Teeter was started in Matthews, NC. Or at least thats where W.T. Harris started his first supermarket. Teeter did start a supermarket in morresivlle, however wikipedia listed him second and I’m guessing they did this because he is the poorer of the two. (Harris & Teeter)
However, the HT in cameron village is extremely rich and frat, so if ole Monica Teet’s doesnt want her local supermarkets to exude the apperance that everyone who walks through their door looks like they are holding a bag of yak in their patagonia pockets while rocking a titelest visor on their dome, then it looks like she’s going to need to pack up shop in Cameron Village and move elsewhere.
You have way too much time on your hands. Please get a life.
-your mother
I had to stop reading at “summering”. Is that really a fucking word??
Robin find a bridge, tie yourself to cinderblocks and jump. If you have to ask who William is, your not privlidged enough to know.
Well Ma’am (the esteemed Robin), I hate to be the flatulence that empties the dining room, but your “ITB” friends are not able to communicate with you for one of two reasons:
1. They are invisible for others to see (but don’t they throw lovely tea parties?)
2. They are fabric stuffed with cotton in the form of creatures, and while very huggable are not adept at verbal utterances.
And I’ve spoken with the Harris clan here in Charlotte, and they seem to think the Teeter’s have named you as a raving lunatic…Should you locate yourself in SC because you’ve been named persona non grata in NC?
Oh, and I should share my condolences for the Batman family, apparently that accident caused a deeper injury to his frontal lobe than initially thought. I am sure he does not want to claim post #18. Don’t stare now…just smiles and pleasantries.
This is great– the only thing that would make it better is if the blogger himself was writing Robin’s posts, too. I know he isn’t because I am among the privileged (um, MANY) who know and party with this ITB gentleman. Nevertheless, it reminds me of the line that Jack Nicholson says in “As Good as it Gets” (great production, by the way) when asked how he writes a woman so well. He says “I think of a man, and I take away reason and accountability.” Robin, you do just that with every post, and it’s quite entertaining. Keep up the embarrassment!
Hmmm….. with which “Harris” have you spoken? I will find out. Give me a few minutes……. I just need to make some calls. Harris CLAN? HEE HEE! Another giveaway that you are full of shit.
BTW- I attended Ravenscroft but completed my schooling at Miss Porters prior to extending my education at my Alma Mater (another place you wouldn’t know). I dated a guy named Tor in college.
Poster # 41,
BS! I know for a fact that the first Harris Teeter opened in Mooresville. The Teeter family is from Mooresville and they still reside there. Check your WIKI source because it is wrong.
To Poster #21 (Gambler):
Is $100 all you have to bet? Gosh it is true that I am interacting with some poor folks now. $100…….. ha ha. $100 barely opens a kiddie bank account these days. Are you kidding me?!!
No, dear. $100 is all that you’re worth…
For the under-educated, clan, kin, and family are all ways to describe people that are related to one another. I shun to think that this needs to be explained, you being from a “Southern Family.” Maybe your time in CT shamed your southern roots?
Maybe you are juvenile enough to think this references an infamous group of misfits from the days of yore – but that wouldn’t be the first and won’t be the last time you’ve proven your ignorance. Maybe you should have attended the established educational facility off the street of St. Mary? Or taken a higher educational route that required an academic qualifier versus a check?
The Vanderbilts said they’ve never heard of you.
That $100 includes a hefty tip, right?
Hey “Aristotle” we do need to talk. We need to talk about the fact that you think (in your own words) that an income of $150,000+ constitutes “rich.” Okay, so what if Harris Teeter only opens stores in “rich” neighborhoods and uses the $150,000 figure as their gauge? And Cameron Village is by all means, NOT a “rich” neighborhood (I won’t even get into that one.) I am sorry but I have to be frank here. An income of $150,000 is a joke; it really is. I understand that our government considers one “wealthy” if making an income of $250,000+ annually, but I know people who make that much and don’t have any liquid assets. Someone who makes $150,000 annually will NEVER be wealthy unless they save and combine the remainder of their salaries with the leftovers after they have paid for their “keep up with the Joneses” mortgage payment (the wealthy pay cash for their homes) AND hit the lottery.
And to poster # 44 (ITB):
Here we go again. Is this really ITB? Why would you tell me that I am not privileged enough to know about “William” when you are the one who doesn’t even know how to spell the word. Look at your own post; you spelled it as “privlidged.” And let’s not forget that you once again referred to you are as “your.” Get lost and stop wasting my time. You’re uneducated.
And last but not less importantly, I can’t imagine how you would even begin to feel justified in suggesting that I am stalking the blogger. Isn’t he the one who tracked down my IP address and called my girlfriend’s cable company in his attempt to locate the owner of the IP address? Yes, she was contacted today about this from the security department because some headcase has been trying to track her and us.
Canterbury,
“Clan” “Kin to” and the other redneck terms are just that- REDNECK as hell. Carry those terms to Fuquay, Garner or Apex. Heck, for that matter, just take it out to Creedmoor, Butner or Stem.
But don’t refer to the Harris family as a “Clan.” Reminds me of a group of hicks, sitting around a lit up pond, singing country songs! YUCK!
To Poster #42 (apparently my mother posted this)
Oh mother, please! Haven’t we discussed this too often? I have tried to tell you that I have too much time on my hands and that the multi-million dollar trust fund would destroy me, but you didn’t listen.
When you hand down millions to a teenager, the rest of their life is doomed; you should know that! Don’t tell me that you passed all of this money over to me and expected me to work like everyone else! NOT A CHANCE OF IT- IT AIN’T HAPPENING! I am having fun with this board because it is right down my alley. Finally I have found someone who can relate to my life and how it has been for TOO long. I only wish he were the real thing!
Robin, I think if you had a multi-million dollar trust fund at least one person on here would know you. Please quit pretending.
robin, please put us all out of our misery and shut the fuck up.
Ok you got me it’s time for me to come clean. I was born in Apex to my father and mother. My mother cooked food for many of the prestigous families I have mentioned before now, while my father tended their yards. They spoke of the grandor of their manors in a far away place called ITB when I was still in the crib. At the age of four my mother left my father after she finally realized just how pathetic he was. She went on the become a carnie that traveled in the state fair. Around this time my father began using me as a person sexual harrassment panda, a tradtion he continues today when I visit him in Fuquay where he now resides. As for the schools I mentioned, one night last week while I was breaking tickets at the North Hills movie theatre (to fuel my meth addict) I saw a boy wearing a Ravenscroft Lacrosse shirt and I began talking to me. He looked at me in disgust and kept walking. Mr. Kane then told the manager to fire me for attempting to communicate with “normal” people. I am now homeless and simply using a public access computer in a library in Spartenburg. Please forgive me for my intrusions, I wont bother you nice people again.
# 57
That was a dumb comment. How do you know that you don’t know me, or know of my family? And most importantly, how do you know that my real name is “Robin.” Get real. If we were to reveal our real names, I can assure you that you would know exactly who I am. But I am still waiting for William to unmask himself prior to my doing that.
The thought has already occurred to me….. the looks on your pathetic faces, if you only knew……….
HA HA, I am seriously laughing at that one. Are you serious?! Why would I look twice at a Lacrosse player from Ravenscroft? I can still remember when I attended the Duke-Princeton Lacrosse tournament in College Park, Maryland, and I couldn’t get the guys to stop following me around when I went to the bathroom or concession stand for a drink.
I have always had a problem with guys following me around. Shallow pricks! I know what they want, especially the southern “gentlemen.”
Robbin’ (someone’s actual life story): I happen to live in Fuquay, and for your information FV once had the most millionaires per square mile, per capita, in the state. Do your research. You are so completely PATHETIC, and must be so unattractive that a personal shopper, stylist and manicurist can’t help. Start taking your Paxil again and maybe you’ll make some sense.
On the day when someone from Fuquay posts on this blog, I am done with it. I guess this means goodbye. You ruined it for me this time. Damn! I was having fun but I don’t interact with low classed people via internet or any other way. Sorry!
I enjoyed it while it lasted.
Oh but wait. One last thing before I go! Has anyone else caught this?!!
I posted my last comment at 9:09 p.m. on July 9 and yet, the time on this website dates this post as July 10, 2009. WOW! The owner of this blog MUST be on the west coast (where it is actually 12:10 now). Makes perfect sense. You are in Los Angeles, just as I suspected!
Do you even read the shit you write? You claim that your post was at 9:09 pm on July 9th from the East coast, and the time stamp on the website showed that it’s 12:10am July 10. Do you even know how time zones fucking work? LA is 3 hours BEHIND the East coast you fucking idiot. Example, it’s 9:22 pm in Raleigh, meaning it’s 6:22 pm (it’s still July fucking 9th in LA as well) on the West coast. Three hours ahead would be somewhere over the mid-Atlantic like Iceland or some shit like that. Any world traveler would know how time zones work, you must not have made it out of Raleigh to experience “summering” on the French Riviera. Just stop posting, seriously.
Congratulations Robin, you are quite possibly the dumbest bitch alive.
By the way, get a clue. WNF IV is not Corchiani’s adopted Turkish kid.
Robin, congratulations on being a commoner idiot who can’t tell time. By the way, WNF IV isnot Corchiani’s Turkish son.
Talk about a trap! I knew you would do this; this has proven to me how predictable you are. I make a statement that is OBVIOUSLY incorrect and you jump all over it, because you are truly intimidated by us and can’t wait to criticize or ridicule us (just as you are doing with ITB). I did notice that the date of my post was July 10, but the other part of my post was nothing other than a set up to see how quickly you would respond with the usual name calling, “in your face” crap.
BTW- Stop trying to hack our investment accounts. My girlfriend received a phone call today from her Financial Adviser in Raleigh AND the security department of her financial institution, confirming to her that someone has been attempting to obtain her personal/financial information.
And you don’t have to tell me that I am not well traveled. I am not only well traveled, I have also lived abroad in almost every desirable country. What would you like to know? Again, I can tell you street names in Paris, Den Hague (The Hague), London, etc. Just ask. But do it on Saturday, because I will be riding tomorrow (if it doesn’t rain).
Seriously, STOP trying to hack our computer! Someone is on to you!
I can too. I can name streets all over the world too. It’s called google.
So I have wasted a lot of time reading Robin’s posts as well as the rest. I wrote down everything I thought was unintelligent or incorrect with her posts and some of the others, I know this is going to be long but it needs to be said. (I know I am repeating some stuff that other people have said but whatever)
Stupidity by Robin:
1. You do seem to be taking your names from some familiar source: Robin, the Nottinghams, sounds to me like Robin Hood? and the Sheriff of Nottingham?
2. Were you dropped on your head as a child? Did it ever cross your mind that there might be more than one Finley?
3. I hope that this “FBI” guy you used got fired for wasting his time and resources on finding out who your internet rival is.
4. You know I can name streets in Raleigh too, actually I believe anyone can now. Yeah there are these new things out now called maps. They have them for cities states and even countries.
5. Who names their kid Charlotte Motor Speedway?
6. If money was easy to make these days the economy wouldn’t be in the toilet.
7. I know people in Cary that don’t talk about material things and I know people in Raleigh that do talk about material things, both of these people exist wherever you live.
8.You keep saying “when I knew them” exactly how old are you?
9. If you are so ITB then what is YOUR last name?
10. If you’re not getting answers ask better questions.
11. I would love for you to teach me how to tell where someone is from by what they write on their website.
12. Please, no NJ gel head could comprehend the ITB culture well enough to blog about it.
13. No one is letting you have the last word because you’re and IDIOT, he responded to you once but wait I forgot you obviously can’t count.
14. You aren’t really qualified to say “how stupid do you think people are?” now are you?
15. Earlier you said you thought he didn’t exist but now that your girl friend is talking to someone you say he does exist. Contradiction?
16. Batman, don’t be a hypocrite.
17. If you are going to correct someone on their writing then I suggest you check yourself because you made mistakes too, so you can get off that horse.
18. Thank you poster # 34.
19. When you grew up was candle light the light of choice as well?
20. Hey, here’s a thought maybe he is just a good writer dip shit! Producers aren’t the only people who know how to write.
21. Where the FUCK is Miss Porter’s!?
22. Big deal you dated a guy with a conversion factor for a name, that doesn’t make you more intelligent. (I know that it is spelled wrong)
23. YOU are wasting YOUR own time.
24.OH! I know who you are, you’re the girl who said the Duke lacrosse players raped you, it all makes sense now.
This is everything that I found unintelligent or incorrect with your posts, and a little extra thrown in.
Again sorry this was so long but I had to say it.
“When did I brag about my wealth? Hmm…. I don’t recall stating or posting that I come from a wealthy family but did state that I came from an Old South family. That is true. BUT I never claimed to be wealthy; I simply stated that I know and have friends (ITB and in other parts of the state) who are insanely wealthy, and I grew up with many of them. If you can pin-point one post I have made, or elaborate on any statement I have made, claiming that I am wealthy, please do.”
“I have tried to tell you that I have too much time on my hands and that the multi-million dollar trust fund would destroy me, but you didn’t listen.”
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I suwannee, Robin’s posts remind me of betting on a fart and losing. There really is no clean way out of the mess and you cannot hide the stinch.
HA HA, I am seriously laughing at that one. Are you serious?! Why would I look twice at a Lacrosse player from Ravenscroft? I can still remember when I attended the Duke-Princeton Lacrosse tournament in College Park, Maryland, and I couldn’t get the guys to stop following me around when I went to the bathroom or concession stand for a drink.
I have always had a problem with guys following me around. Shallow pricks! I know what they want, especially the southern “gentlemen.”
Please tell me someone is doing this just for kicks, this is ridiculous. Who brags about dating a guy named “tor” or being followed around my guys? really?
Robin, you are as cool as AIDS. SHUUUUUUUT UUUUUP!
Tor? Who has bragged about dating a guy named “tor?” Interesting name, but not a guy I have dated.
Haven’t read your entire blog yet but will do so and get back to ya! I don’t have much time today because I am in the midst of resolving the usual identity theft issue of someone trying to be me (this is getting SO old). Apparently someone tried to obtain information from one of my accounts yesterday. Damn, people are desperate. I hope someone is getting a return on their trust fund because mine hasn’t budged since that week in October when the DOW slid more than 1800 points in three days. I am sure the government managed to collect some hefty capital gains from the wealthy on that one because they sure as heck received some from me!
Back to “Who’s Bad”…………………………………….
Post #50:
“Hmmm….. with which “Harris” have you spoken? I will find out. Give me a few minutes……. I just need to make some calls. Harris CLAN? HEE HEE! Another giveaway that you are full of shit.
BTW- I attended Ravenscroft but completed my schooling at Miss Porters prior to extending my education at my Alma Mater (another place you wouldn’t know). I dated a guy named Tor in college.”
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Robin, July 9, 2009
In response to post 77-do you keep track of any of the bullshit you spit out?
Yes I am completely aware of what I write, and if you are implying that I was bluffing in the first sentence of my post, you are wrong. I didn’t type that I dated a guy named Tor- I don’t know where that came from. Unless, of course, it as added by someone other than me. May have been my girlfriend. ?