OK, so my preceding tour down Hollywood Blvd. has been met with little fanfare. Fine. All but a toot from our distinguished Mr. Polanski. Thank you.
What sort of sick perverted dance must I do to get readership here? What kinda' drive-by freak show can compete with the current cultural bar set by Jerry Springer? C'mon people! Let's shake up this rotting town. I wanna dance on tables and ride motorcycles all through the night!
What would you like to see more of here at Bloggy-Blog? --Blanks space? Longer intervals between posts? The constant droning of crickets? You call the shots.
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9 comments:
Posting the same thing twice is a good start.
Done. We are efficient. Can I do your windows? Looks like you need an oil change.
I want an uncompromising review of the lap dancing at Circus Circus.
not crickets. never.
Explosions!
charlie: yes, we must not avoid Springer, we much go THROUGH springer to do the healing. Do they really have lap dances at Circus Circus Circus Circus?
treespotter: what about crickets raining from the sky and into your porridge? i like your style.
cocovan: YES, I like it. And images of Nuns flipping off the camera, and random objects striking people in the nuts, and oblivious parents chasing children and causing apple carts to empty their contents onto the street. I feel renewed... or Re-nude. Huh-Huuuuh, get it???
i posted some blogging tips the other day (it's still on the front page), and i'm doing another GREAT post on how to drive traffic (hint: pantyless).
just take care in the balancing act between appearing insane, clinically insane and a smut peddler.
Most times, internet can't tell the difference, but once they do, you're doomed.
PS: still, no cricket. in any form whatsoever.
TOOT!
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