The evils of knowing your co-worker's blog URL.
A coworker forwarded the url of another (male) coworker's blog, wherein there was a photo of a pale and hairy man's be-hind poking through the ripped seat of a pair of jockey shorts. The words "Fuck Me" were scrawled across his hirsute buttocks.
Underneath was written (I paraphrase):
"Wow! XXXXX sent me this photo. How nice and thoughtful of him to express his needs."
I saw the blogger the next day, exiting the restroom. He said hi. I shuddered.
Underneath was written (I paraphrase):
"Wow! XXXXX sent me this photo. How nice and thoughtful of him to express his needs."
I saw the blogger the next day, exiting the restroom. He said hi. I shuddered.
Labels: Blog Pals, Blogist Twaddle, My Idiotic Job
posted by Greg Mills at 4:40 PM
3 Comments:
The internet is a strange and most foul thing.
I was looking through the search results for people who land on Crackpot Press.
Somone found the site by typing "Blowing Cow" in a search engine and landed on this little piece of info
http://crackpotpress.com/html/dh.html
Bastard, that co-worker of yours is what they call "a piece of work." I will get someone commenting on my blog once in a while that has a blog of their own, which is basically a weird reporting of what they ordered at the bar that night or some such. I guess a lot of folks want to be heard and express themselves in ways that are hard to understand. I have never been able to figure out why someone would post what drink they ordered or how hammered they got or the such. I sure can't understand why this guy thought a picture of that ass with that sign on it would reach people.
hey greg man. haha. thats funny.
i've moved my blogs to blogger btw. the old host is having a bit of a trouble. i still link you though :)
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