Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Rules for All the Nerds.

In case you haven't noticed there seems to be a wind of change going on in the blog-o-sphere. That's right you fucking reprobates! New rules for leaving comments on the old blog 'cause we all know I totally need those. 

Right, before we start let's review the old rules:

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Yep. That was them and they've gone the way of the Dodo. Now we're replacing them with the following rules for posting:

1. Comments should be involved with the post they're on or at least on some topic that has been covered on this blog at some point in the past; perhaps even something you might think I'll comment on in the future. You know what, let's just say if you're commenting it has to be in words and numbers that are vaguely distinguishable.

2. I don't want to hear about your personal experiences unless you've got something really relevant to the topic at hand or maybe you want to tell me about that one time your Aunt got knocked up by the Hooters girl and told you all it was actually an alien baby and not that she was dating a trannie. Look, just make it interesting and not boring as fuck all and I'll call it even.

3. If you wanna disagree with me then by all means go ahead and do so. Make up your reasons and try really hard to use illustrations because I get easily confused by long, rambling pages of text like this one because occasionally I look out my window and squirrels will go by and I fucking hate squirrels. They're just rats with bushy tails and . . . What were we just talking about?

4. If I'm seeing an insult coming out of your stupid, fucking, in-breed mouth then I'm totally deleting the shit out of you. 'Cause I don't cotton to that sort of slum intelligence and I'll not have your sort sullying my blog. 

5. Disobey any of these rules and I'm totally telling Dad. 





You know what?

Forget all that noise. I don't have time for enforcing a bunch of bullshit rules. Just feel free to comment, share, and enjoy this blog - and remember to give me credit when using my stuff. That's more than enough rules.

24 comments:

  1. Squirrels are cuter than rats so you are WRONG.

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    1. Donkey pucks! Squirrels are just fluffy disease filled vermin that attack you from the tree tops by chucking whatever they can get their hands on. Superior little jerks!

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  2. My wife says you're stupid, but I was not okay and we are now getting divorced ... I did well? :-P

    P.S. I hate having to enter all the times the numbers to prove that I'm not a robot! ;)

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    1. You did well!

      I like the numbers better than the letters. With the letters you're constantly getting text that's impossible to read.

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    2. Me too, often I have trouble to identify the letters! :)

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  3. Yeah. I got nothin' too. I actually stopped reading at #2 and went off to download pictures of Hooter's girls. Deep thoughtful analysis: Tilted Kilt is better.

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    1. I actually had to look up the Tilted Kilt. We don't have those in my area, and after looking it up you're totally right.

      I yield the floor sir!

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    2. I'm still trying to figure out why either of those places have carry-out. Seems pointless to me.

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    3. I believe that it's for the folks who have trouble controlling themselves. God knows it isn't for the food.

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    4. No Tilted Kilt? You poor soul, their food is actually capable of being digested, whereas Hooters likes to chinese fire drill your ass.

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    5. We all have our crosses to bear in this life, nick. And this one is mine, apparently.

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    6. In that you eat Hooter's food? Or in that they have yet to expand to your area? Guess which cross you bear is unclear to me. Quite funny that we use THAT specific analogy as I just got done reading your post on science/religion.

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  4. My wife says I'm not supposed to talk to you on account of you being a Bears fan (she's a Wisconsin-bred Cheesehead). But I countered with "At least he's not a Vikings fan."

    So, we can still be friends. :)

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    1. Tell her she's my shero! My wife only knows of two teams that play football, the Bears and the Patriots. She's utterly convinced that the rest of the teams are just there to lose. o.0

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    2. With me being a die-hard Steelers fan, can you imagine our house when the Packers beat the Steelers in SB? I had to wear a Porn-stache for a week after that.

      I threatened to wear it forever, and she allowed me to shave it.

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  5. Badges? We don't need no stinkin' badges.

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    1. I feel like my tombstone should have nothing but Eastwood and Wayne movie quotes scrawled across it.

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    2. I realize that's not who you're quoting, but I wanted to share. :)

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