Once More For The Cheap Seats: Click The Fucking Ads.
Do you like what you read here everyday? Am I on your favorites menu? Does your employer inadvertently pay you to laugh at dead hooker jokes? Have you preempted an important conference call for Friday's Quizzlet? Then click some of the ads you see in the left hand column every once in a while. Shameless.
Liken it to throwing a rupee at a Calcutta beggar who has just beaten his Grandmother unrecognizable for your entertainment. It pays for hosting. If you want to make an omlette, you have to beat a few East Indian senior citizens unmercifully.
posted by Dave Pye @ 5/19/2005 06:14:00 PM
12 Comments:
Well, if I ever want a Mitch Hedberg CD or a funny hat, I might just be tempted enough to click on of those links.
You don't have to 'want' anything, but to click.
And Hedberg was a genius.
I have clicked on one and will now be submitting a request to my boss that at our next corporate function we retain the services of MC Jiggee.
Who knew that the power of advertising was so persuasive?
Ironically, I actually could use some RU-21 this morning.
Stop by and see me - I can help you with that!
I thought you were off the sauce? Or do you just have a lifetime supply? Please send some my way. Ugggghhhhhh..........
Monster probably thinks RU-21 is the abortion drug. So is he saying he can help you with a hangover, or an abortion? Although drinking a handle of Black Velvet Rye would probably serve both purposes.
Going back and reading his comment with the abortion conotation is just too frightening. I have this mental image of Monster in a white Butcher's coat with a folding table in one hand, a meat cleaver in the other and this look on his face like "trust me ladies, I have done this huuundreds of times." YIKES!
Sick, twisted, funny in the right context. Aubrey - I think you have described the perfect description of 'a sick joke'. You know what - I am an idiot - I will admit it on this blog - I completely admit it - I thought RU-21 was the date rape drug. Anyway, I still like my women sour & sauced... you are a perfect candidate - stop over and see me some time. Blog Hook Ups!!!
So you thought I wanted to be date raped at 10:15 this morning??? Too funny. Next time I feel like being sour, saucy, raped or aborted I'll be a-knockin' on your door. But I must say, the last 2 happen on very rare occasions.
By commenting again - I would probably be digging a bigger hole. So I will shut my pie hole up. I just thought that drug knocked you out and made you all loopy... I got some of that.
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