Spam – not just for breakfast anymore!

You know, the spammers that visit here are sure a nice buncha people. Whenever I go into delete the Akismet backlog, I scroll through to make sure I’m not missing anything important (there for a while they thought my MOM was spam! Not! Though she does enjoy some fried up for dinner on occasion…). When I do, I’m always amused by some of the things that stand out.  For example:

Aw, a daddy watching his son while he sleeps, decides to think of the future and look for adult webhosting! Such a good daddy!

And the guy with similar information on his site – that all have url’s about Toyota. I’ve never owned or wanted a toyota, or even mentioned it till now. I think. But hey – more power to ya!

A lot of “Hey webmaster, great site!” and “Nice design! Good job, Master!” type comments. And well, while they’re right (I am the Master of my Domain!) it doesn’t negate the fact they want me to buy penis pills. Um. Yeah.

And then, there’s the fact that whenever I type something about my teenagers now, I get an overflow of information on how to get (and give?) hand jobs for free! HA! I’m totally teaching my kids to charge for that shit.  Just kidding. Any and all conversations about sex in anyway shape or form in THIS house start with “I will KILL YOU for even THINKING of that!” So there.  I’m just gonna make them watch Grease for the umpteenth time and do the Hand Jive. That’s all the hand-aling that’ll be going on round here!

So, spammers? I’m content with my webhost. I’m content with my penis size and function, thanks. (being, you know, without one and all!) I DO need a new car, eventually, but it won’t be a Toyota. And really, my kids? Never gonna do that sex thing – so stop with the hand job lessons ok?

But, you can TOTALLY continue to think I’m fabulous. THAT much is perfectly fine with me.

Girlified

Spent my morning getting all girlified. Hee! Before: After:

Well…

Happy Buglet’s Birthday, people! (What? He’s far more important then any other Valentine, don’t ya think? Cuter too!)

The hell?

I should not be awake. I should be napping. Instead, I’m here, awake, at a normal hour to other people. All because I went to bed to read? And fell asleep at like, 10pm. Which actually is good, because I also accidently turned off my alarm. But woke up on my own at 6:15 with […]