July 31, 2005

Go sit on the bench marked group W.

It was two days ago on Friday that’s about 48 hours ago from today Sunday. When my Friends and I were all hanging out at Rusty’s blog.
But Rusty’s blog is not he name of the blog it’s just the name of the song.That’s why I call the song Rusty’s blog.

We all decided that it would be a nice gesture if we all posted stuff and commented on Rusty’s blog while he was on vacation.
So we packed up PC’s, Mac’s and implements of destruction, loaded them all up in a green VW microbus and headed on over to the mu.nu domain.

When we got there we saw a pile of words. We figured one big pile was better than a bunch of little piles and rather than download his we decided to upload ours and that’s what we did.
Went home drank a bottle of homemade wine that couldn’t be beat and didn’t get up until the next morning. When we got a call from Officer Opie.

He said Kid…. …. We found your name on a piece of trash on the blog. We don’t like your kind. And we’re gonna move you down.
And after speaking of it for about 25 minutes on the gmail it came down to the fact that we were going to have to come down to the blog office.

When we got there was some good looking feisty girl sitting at a desk giving directions she said, “Go over there and wait on that bench marked group W�.
Group W is where they put you if you may not be moral or smart enough to post stuff on the blog after comiting your special blog crime.

There were all kinds of nasty critters sitting there on the bench. Greg, DSM, Greyrooster, IM, Filthy, Osama, …… There were commentrapers … … bloggerstabbers. …. .…bloggerrapers!!!…
They were all mean and nasty sounding and the biggest meanest ugliest bloggerraper of em all was coming right over to me and he was all mean and nasty and scary lookin’.

He said, “What did you get?�

I said, “I didn’t get nothing, just had to pay $50 and let people read my garbage.�

They asked, “What are you here for?� and I said, “littering.�…. …. Well they all moved away from me there on the bench. …… ……

Till I said, “And creating a nuisance.� And they all came back and we had a good time talking about bloggerstabin’, comment rapin’, stupid postin’ and all kinds of groovy things.

Then Sith Master Rusty came over and said,

“Kid!�…………..

“Thisblog’sgot40000hits30000readers- 200regularcommenters23authorsi
workdmyassoffhowie- youmoronstoppissinoffthe
otherbloggers-a ndlikingthetrollsthinkaboutwhaty
oursay- infoolandthatgoesfortherestof- youtooyoubig
bunchofpainsintheass ……. For 45 minutes and none of us understood a thing he said. But we had fun playing sol in tiny windows on our cell phones and filling out the forms there.

We all went back home had another glass of homemade wine that couldn’t be beat and didn’t get up until the next morning. When it was time to go back to work. .
I’ve been typing this crap for 25 minutes and I could go on for another 25 minutes. I’m not proud … … or tired. But I’ll give you a break and save it.

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Guest posters and regulars have at it, commentators too, remember you are without trolls this week. Don’t let me get too bored or I’ll post something or start an argument. I’ll be around if anyone needs anything I should have a bit of time now and then. Rusty should be back next week.

Signed Howie

humble sith beotch padawan to Sith Master Blogger Rusty Shackleford.