This useless blogger, you have no doubt been saying to yourself. She takes up the space on the bandwidth, and for what? Her same depressing poem from last week, that is what. Puhfooey on her.
Oh, come on. You know that's what you're thinking. Denial is a river in South America or Mesopotamia or Nebraska or someplace, or so our average college freshman would like to tell us.
But I am here to tell you now: this is for what I take up the bandwidth.
The fakey accent, meanwhile, I cannot explain. It's just there in my soul.
(audio clip courtesy of my entertaining friend Mike Linton)
6 comments:
I love the polite applause.
"swockjok" I think that's my favorite ever.
AMDG
Well, what I was *actually* thinking was "Hope that blogger's all right; she's otherwise so prolific of posts".
My own captcha is a football chant: inglynd.
Janet -- I think the applause is my favorite part. Not that the organ itself doesn't crack me up completely every time I listen.
Paul -- Thanks. The blogger has just been sort of psychically and imaginatively tired lately, and especially tired of the internet. But otherwise all right.
Okay, your week-long silence is forgiven. ;-)
I have only just found your blog (I went a-linking). But for that post alone, I love you. You have made my week. Ann.
Well, welcome. Always glad to make somebody's week.
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