Let me first explain the Ping. The Ping is my nerves pinging. That's the best way to describe how it feels. When something really annoys me or pisses me off I get this pinging feeling like something plucking at my nerves. No, not twang, Ping. I finally put the word to it and instead of ripping faces off I Ping. If that makes sense. If not, fuck it. So if I'm ever seen or heard talking about the Ping it's a forewarning to steer clear or get hurt.
Welcome my newest tenant blog, The Original Pointless Banter. I confess, it was the discussion of women in see-thru dresses that sold me. Get yer asses over there straight away. Or face the Ping.