The computer geeks here at the Thunderbox faithfully prepare stats for me on my ever-shrinking readership. I can see what demented websites they surf in from (I'm still getting referrals from Uncle Bob and he's been dead for awhile now). I also get hits from certain keywords or phrases that send the inquiring mind here. Today I had these keywords referring readers to me. "Cinderella story fart"?
Then there was that rude pic I posted of Margaret Turdo having an - ahem - "garment issue" a hundred years ago.
I am beginning to question the overall decency and savouriness of my blog.
Oh yeah? Well, check this out. Some little snowflake calling herself 'baked brie' somehow stumbled (and I have no idea how she did this) - stumbled, I say, across this post: Another One Bites the Dust
ReplyDeleteShe says we're all pigs. I can't tell you how little sleep I've lost over this cruel, callous, and completely unjustified comment, but I may need therapy.
So Big Mike and I are going out for dinner and drinks tonight.