I am still alive
I tried to bloog at first because it was something that was typical and that you're supposed to do, I suppose. I may even try to bloog more often. Why? Because the EIGHT PEOPLE who keep coming back to this site to see if I updated it demand it (seriously, there are 8 IPs that constantly show up, numerous times per day, on both the bloog and the site) as well as numerous new ones. Do I have stalkers? PLEASE?!) And my spam-bots are lonely!
There are two things I will be doing:
1) I am doing a major re-design of the Whale-Sex® site. I am about half done. It will actually look like it was not made in 1999-era HTML. Which it was. You know some guy made a dolphin sex site about 2 years after mine, and it actually became popular? The new site will include all the old information, as well as some new stuff. I'm a little out of practice, so I will need a new pelvic harness before I get back into it. Safety first!!
2) I sometimes post things on Twitter and I am as good at keeping that up to date as I am at updating my site. I signed up the account pretty much right when Twitter launched but I almost never used it. I was working on collecting spam-bots (I had almost 30 at one point!) but they have all since been deleted. It's actually a fun game. You make tweets with words that spam-bots latch on to and they start following you. Then you post a bunch of weird stuff and they explode. Good times!
The first 50 (real) people to follow me on Twitter get a free admission ticket to heaven (redeemable on death), as well as a guaranteed seat on the provisional government's cabinet once I overthrow those loopy bastards in Luxembourg. Oh, yes, I am still onto them. I watch. I wait.
Also, in case anyone actually cares, I have a couple new things I may add to the papparelli.com web site. I pay money for it; I should use it. Some of the stuff is not good. Some of it will make your colon scream. All of it is nutritious.
Here are some random keywords for spam-bots to find the bloog, seeing as how the last (old) old post was fellated by their mealy, disgusting virtual mouths a whopping 21 times: money, I am gullible, I want cheap knockoff crap, I will buy anything. Eat that spam-bots! You will grow up big and strong!
Labels: I am still here, spam-bots, Twitter