I suppose it is a very sad testament that my current blogging efforts are directed more to daily deletion of those continued efforts of that morass of malignant vermin that crawl all over the web-- creating mischief wherever they go. I won't name names: the culprits are either aware of their own identities or are illiterate. Either way, such serves no worthwhile purpose. Then, again, neither do they.**
*Not to be confused, of course, with the hip-hop ensemble of the same name.***
**And, responsive to the dearth of output offered of late, many might likely hold the same opinion with respect to this blog.****
***What? You haven't bought our new album: Orchestrated Chemical Enhancement - the Penile Poems?*****
****Ya'll will, however, likely enjoy reading that to which my attention has lately been directed.
*****Banned in Tanzania, of course.
Posted by Tiger at May 18, 2005 10:00 AMReminds me of the story about the bigshot throwing his weight around at the airport when he couldn't get an upgrade for his seat. After lots of huffing and puffing he said to the lady at the counter: "Do you know who I am?"
Quick as a flash she grabbed the microphone and broadcast a message: "Could someone help this gentleman, he doesn't know who he is...."
Posted by: Ozguru at June 2, 2005 07:09 AM