• Woodie Man — Merry Christmas to you too — my Christmas wish is that blogger's spam filters ACTUALLY WORK FOR ONCE!! I've enabled the captcha and am almost to the point of 100% moderating comments to purge this place of the plague of spam.

    • I’d do some improvisational riffs off the spam if it were more interesting, but of late the spam has been of low quality. Maybe that excellent post thing down there.

      Is there a way to make urls not link in blogger ?
      That would stop them.

  • Jasa Pembuatan gazed upon his most excellent post. It was a great job he thought even though mailing a fence post by post through the post office turned out to be a bad idea on the scale somewhere between a land war in Russia and that date with Mandy Krueger, the waitress mom’s crab shack.
    Mandy Krueger looked at his biggest loss and last day of 'job', then it hit her. It was the same old gutter moose.

    Mandy grabbed a bucket of sand and tossed it in one side of her body, the other, four inches lower, into her back and gasped.

    "Mmmm…! Mmmm, I look real nice right now, mmm. Maybe I should get on with this role as a lotus eater. I've always looked lovely in my underwear, you know… I just… hadn't really thought about it."

    She leaned over to her boyfriend and kissed him.

    "Maggie, I can't eat hamburgers with scars like this anymore. Maybe I should start by washing my hands."

    "Hey, stop, God damnit! You were on a military base for, like, twenty years. You can barely count a single one of those days on the fingers of one hand!" he admonished, but Maggie snapped back at him.

    "I know, but I keep thinking, is it really that bad?" she said.

    "It's like a disease, just slowly eating its way across your mind and body until it finally kills you." He said.

    Maggie pulled him closer to her, petting him gently. "Whatever you want, I'm happy to do it." She smiled at him as he stretched out, calming down.

    "You look happy, Maggie." He smiled. "As happy as when you tell me about your day and how much you love being a nurse." He winked at her and she smiled back at him.

    He waved his hand at the screen and the screen flipped to another panel.

    “Why aren’t there any cars on Craig’s list in Jakarta that aren’t silver ?” he thought.

    Ever since that time in the parking lot at the hospital in his moms silver Kia he couldn’t think about silver cars without remembering all the blood, the fur, and all those squid.

    • Well it made a lot more sense, and I am using that term loosely but let’s just say it was contextually appropriate, before the spam that it was playing off of was deleted.
      For what it’s worth the spam was about some guy named Jasa Pembuatan and his business opportunities in Jakarta.
      He was rather effusive about the quality of the post, and in fact used the word post at least a half dozen times.

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