Cabals N Bits
Predator Press
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I have no idea what this image is supposed to be, but the alternative to wasting an hour on it was wasting an hour mowing the lawn. Let’s just call it a homage to Rickey and move on. Okay?
What I wanted to specifically address was the startling number of recent comments. I would like to reply to all of them individually, but between the last two posts I’ve got almost forty.
Forty!
-That’s more than I got all last year.
What the heck are you people doing!? When I go to your sites, Do I lay this kind of guilt on you? No. I’m far too busy scrawling all your funny ideas on a notepad so I can plagiarize them later.
Forty comments on Predator Press is the blogging equivalent of the last episode of M*A*S*H.
(*spoiler alert* In the last episode of M*A*S*H, Henry dies and Winchester doesn't.)
(... Oooooo I hate that snooty Winchester!)
Comments
Answer me, dammit!!!!
[*sigh*]
Rhodester: I'm thinking about ripping it out and putting down green linoleum. You know ... so I can just hose it off once a week.
There's a difference you know.
No comment.
Do you hear me Brent? It doesn't work.
Quit trying.
Don: If I was willing to swing a weed wacker, this post wouldn't have happened at all. But you seem a little pale. I would recommend lying out here in the sun.
-And put this iPod on to drown out any rumbling noises that might disturb your rest.
Now you're being silly.