Is this one of the lamest, least-attended blogs of all time? Vote now!
Update: Cripes, I can't even work out how to put a comment on here myself, to give the illusion of traffic. Seems an unnecessarily complex procedure, oh bloglord of google.
I thought I'd better come over too, after the exchange at Ms Tartan's. NB her blog does not look at all like upchuck. I have read all too many descriptions of same, of late, and am thus an expert.
Alexis, let me offer you a crudité. They're much healthier than cheezels.
Feckit. I wanted to be frist to comment on your keenly awaited blog, Herr Linkshänder, but somehow contrived to miss every instance (but the last) of your outrageous blogwhoring. Shame on moi.
P.S. Contra Mme. Pavlova (and Miss Tartan), I did not say Miss Tartan's blog had an upchucky colour. I said the colour was "diarrhoeic orange", so quite ulteriorly orificial. As you know, Miss Tartan remains unconvinced, DESPITE the fact that I was also right about that whole "pirate ship" door imbroglio, of which the less said the better. To be fair, in all other regards Miss Tartan's blog is prettiness blogified. NTTAWWT.
How anyone could miss my rampant blogwhoring is, dare I say, as mysterious as the 1854 cession of Portuguese holdings in Larantuka and Solor for a lousy enclave or two in Timor.
Personally, I've long suspected Governor Lomes de Lima was in the pay of the Dutch.
I won't press the analogy at this point, Fyodor, but I think you get my meaning.
In any case - I declare Bite my Latte three-quarter cheeks to the wind!
"How anyone could miss my rampant blogwhoring is, dare I say, as mysterious as the 1854 cession of Portuguese holdings in Larantuka and Solor for a lousy enclave or two in Timor."
I'm as shocked as thou, comrade, but that's me all over:
*waves hands, spiritfingers-a-go-go*
MYSTERIOUS!
Alternatively, I'm a bit slow on the uptake. Works both ways.
15 comments:
Let's see if I can make the Googlelord behave.
tigtog, you get the best commentator award for this month. :)
C'or is that a milk-fed Byron over there on your side-bar? Mmm.
Not your highest echelon commenter here, Lefty, but still, baby steps huh?, Baby Steps.
That's right, Su - Lord B himself. Scion of all Lefty Elitists.
This thread is just about out of control now. 4 comments!
Five comments. Brendan Nelson is wondering how you do it.
Ok, is this when I start talking to google about paid ads?
If I'd known the party was over here, I would've shown up at the appointed hour. Bearing cheezels.
I'm now addressing this thread under the provisions of the Riot Act. Please continue ignoring my blog in an orderly fashion.
Anyway, commenting gets sur mon bloglog, Alexis, which as you might imagine, is fairly, erm... exclusive.
I thought I'd better come over too, after the exchange at Ms Tartan's. NB her blog does not look at all like upchuck. I have read all too many descriptions of same, of late, and am thus an expert.
Alexis, let me offer you a crudité. They're much healthier than cheezels.
And Pav! These self-deprecating, naked-plea-for-sympathy threads really do attract a better class of commentator.
So this is where all the cool kids are. Hello? Is the party over?
I think the blog is officially half-arsed now, Mindy.
Thanks you all for your assistance.
Feckit. I wanted to be frist to comment on your keenly awaited blog, Herr Linkshänder, but somehow contrived to miss every instance (but the last) of your outrageous blogwhoring. Shame on moi.
P.S. Contra Mme. Pavlova (and Miss Tartan), I did not say Miss Tartan's blog had an upchucky colour. I said the colour was "diarrhoeic orange", so quite ulteriorly orificial. As you know, Miss Tartan remains unconvinced, DESPITE the fact that I was also right about that whole "pirate ship" door imbroglio, of which the less said the better. To be fair, in all other regards Miss Tartan's blog is prettiness blogified. NTTAWWT.
How anyone could miss my rampant blogwhoring is, dare I say, as mysterious as the 1854 cession of Portuguese holdings in Larantuka and Solor for a lousy enclave or two in Timor.
Personally, I've long suspected Governor Lomes de Lima was in the pay of the Dutch.
I won't press the analogy at this point, Fyodor, but I think you get my meaning.
In any case - I declare Bite my Latte three-quarter cheeks to the wind!
"How anyone could miss my rampant blogwhoring is, dare I say, as mysterious as the 1854 cession of Portuguese holdings in Larantuka and Solor for a lousy enclave or two in Timor."
I'm as shocked as thou, comrade, but that's me all over:
*waves hands, spiritfingers-a-go-go*
MYSTERIOUS!
Alternatively, I'm a bit slow on the uptake. Works both ways.
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