It seems that one consequence of neglecting your blog is that you end up with all sorts of spam in your Bitz. It's like a yeast infection, but with fake meat. I would imagine it's much stinkier and would attract more wild animals to your loins.
Since I have absolutely no idea how to stop these little assholes from infecting my bitz with their meat (giggity, but also ick...ickity!), I will just chuckle at their idiocy. It does provide a nice little distraction from all the nonsense in my life currently.
I find that I welcome that message alert on my phone during those times when people are trying to push me over the edge. Want to share a chuckle with me as I show you some of my favorites? Of course you do. Don't be ridiculous.
"Thanks for sharing such a fastidious opinion, post is good, thats why i have read it completely"
Why, you are welcome, sir or madam. Nice use of the word fastidious, by the way. Points for that.
"Definitely believe that that you said. Your favourite reason seemed to be at the web the easiest thing to understand of. I say to you, I certainly get irked even as people consider worries that they just do no recognize about. You controlled to hit the nail up on the top as well as defined out the whole thing without having side-effects, people could take a signal."
I say to you, sir or madam, I certainly get irked also. Thank you for recognizing my ability to hit the nail up on the top (which I'm totally stealing). I wish people would take a signal more often.
"Very shortly this web site will be famous among all blog users, due to it's nice posts" - Pretty Girl Next Door Gets The Cock She Needs
Aww. That is so kind of you. I do try to be nice. What a sweet person you must be. I sure do hope you get the cock you need, you little ray of sunshine.
I can't even imagine what kind of rancid fake meat I'm going to end up with now.
Thank God, I keep getting messages from Bear Grylls Messer. If anyone knows how to make a meal out of rancid meat, it's that guy. I've seen him take a bite out of a zebra carcass, for crying out loud. That guy is nuts.