What the hell happened here? I go away for a while and come back to find the comment section of my last post buried with spam. Listen spammers, believe me when I tell you that unless you’re sharing a cave with Osama Bin Laden, you can probably reach more people just by sticking your head out of your window and shouting at passersby, than you can reach by posting here.
Oh, and special thanks to Diesel and Jenna for stopping by and looking after the place while I was gone.
Anyway, unlike a lot of other blogs this here wordfest was never updated on a daily basis (more like every three or four days) but for the foreseeable future I will be inflicting my thoughts on the blogosphere only on a weekly (I hope) basis. So, to kind of get back into the swing of things, let’s look at the search engine queries that brought a few lost souls to this blog while I was away…
Casanova nude photo: given Casanova’s reputation I guess it’s not entirely unreasonable to wonder what he looked like without any clothes on, but that someone thought that there might be an actual photograph of the 18th century playboy is a little disturbing.
Donald Trump well endowed: you know, I’d bet my last dollar that it was Donald himself who googled that.
Three trannies at the pole: this either has something to do with an overcrowded transgender strip joint or it’s the title of the strangest Christmas movie ever made.
Gallstone humor: ‘cause if you can’t laugh at a painful medical condition, what can you laugh at?
Does Elton John wear a toupee: that’s a rhetorical question, right?
Bare assed schoolgirls: what do you want to bet that one was typed in with one hand?
How to treat a hunchback: why with kindness of course…hey, why not take him to see those tranny strippers.
Tidy bowl man captain: well, it’s been ages since I’ve actually seen the Tidy bowl man in any commercials, but I thought he’d be admiral by now…the lazy bastard!