An open letter to the Chickswith Dix: Just play pop-country music, 'cause you're not good at much else, and not even great at *that*.
"We're pretty shocked that the country music community is still holding a grudge, still not playing your music on the radio, still not buying your concert tickets, still grinding axes."
No, you are not. The Bitchy Sticks have not shut up about that incident since it happened. THEY are keeping it alive. And liberal wastoids like you are keeping it alive. The attacks on their fan-base and country music in general don't help either.
They could have been big enough people to say, "Hey, sorry about that. Maybe that wasn't appropriate." Bot nooooo.
They must have the record for the longest pity party! But hey, that fat little chubby one is kind of cute! LOL!
wht bother? chuck the fixie dicks?
Admit you were wrong. Apologise, and mean it. None of the usual "we're sorry if anyone was offended" crap.
Actually, it's too late now. Instead, I offer my own friendly suggestions for activities for the Dixie Chicks during the Christmas season which might have a higher probability of success:
1. Meditate on a clock till the time runs backward.
2. Work on getting the sand in an hourglass to run back into the top section without flipping it.
3. Put toothpaste back into a tube.
I see the author is a stupid cow.
There Malcolm, didn't that make you want to run right out and buy something from me? Of course it didn't, nobody wants to hang out with people who take every chance they have to insult you.