I see the spam commenters are out in force round these parts again. For months now I had received none of the usual but in the last two days I have been offered counterfeit Fendi products and Tramadol by passing robots who decided to hit me with their little comments. Just a shame that Wikipedia is in blackout mode otherwise I would be able to find out just what "counterfeit Fendi" and "Tramadol" actually mean. I appreciate that the internet is awash with fools ready to be parted from their money for all manner of rubbish but how much business is likely to be drummed up by leaving badly worded adverts on random blogs, especially when our own livejournal then circles the comments in big flashing lights and sirens and tells you not to get involved? Must try harder, you scammers.
And speaking of livejournal have we been under attack yet again round these parts recently? It's one of those times when I'm not quite sure as the effects only seem to have been slow page loading and some image disappearance, both of which might be the result of my laptop acting up again. Mind you after the last so called "attack", which appeared to be the equivalent Big Van Vader being gently pushed on the kneecap by a four year old girl, I wouldn't be surprised as they seem to be losing their touch. Of course now that I say that they will storm the ramparts, overwhelm the entire site and replace this truly banal post with a picture of a man's stretched anus, Snoopy Doggy Dogg lyrics rendered in faux Victorian English over a Joseph Ducreux self portrait or whatever the craze is these days. And remember Hipster Ariel only wants legs so she can wear them ironically.
And I'll end this rubbish now as I appear to be sailing slightly too close to the edge of my knowledge and am in danger of falling into the bottomless chasm reserved for sad old granddads trying desperately to be with it.
And speaking of livejournal have we been under attack yet again round these parts recently? It's one of those times when I'm not quite sure as the effects only seem to have been slow page loading and some image disappearance, both of which might be the result of my laptop acting up again. Mind you after the last so called "attack", which appeared to be the equivalent Big Van Vader being gently pushed on the kneecap by a four year old girl, I wouldn't be surprised as they seem to be losing their touch. Of course now that I say that they will storm the ramparts, overwhelm the entire site and replace this truly banal post with a picture of a man's stretched anus, Snoopy Doggy Dogg lyrics rendered in faux Victorian English over a Joseph Ducreux self portrait or whatever the craze is these days. And remember Hipster Ariel only wants legs so she can wear them ironically.
And I'll end this rubbish now as I appear to be sailing slightly too close to the edge of my knowledge and am in danger of falling into the bottomless chasm reserved for sad old granddads trying desperately to be with it.
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Tramadol is a painkiller-presumably highly addictive.
(Could have been worse-they could have been modelled on real feet. *shudder*)