PDawg Has Some Donkey-Sized Cojones
Ok, so maybe she is outnumbering me in posts, but PDawg is older and wiser than I am, and so, that is to be expected.
Many of you are here because you frequent our individual blogs, and if you are thinking that combining the creative (and I use that term loosely) efforts of two of the Blogosphere’s most conspicuous slackers could only result in a collectively more lazy, shiftless, and directionless body of work, well, you are absolutely right.
PDawg is also correct in asserting the transitive properties of our lameness, manifested in the hub of indolence you see before you. Not totally unexpected for a blog whose conception was wholly brought on by a summer vacation and an unfortunate foot deformity.
Give us some time, though; we are sure to become your favorite wayward blog.
Many of you are here because you frequent our individual blogs, and if you are thinking that combining the creative (and I use that term loosely) efforts of two of the Blogosphere’s most conspicuous slackers could only result in a collectively more lazy, shiftless, and directionless body of work, well, you are absolutely right.
PDawg is also correct in asserting the transitive properties of our lameness, manifested in the hub of indolence you see before you. Not totally unexpected for a blog whose conception was wholly brought on by a summer vacation and an unfortunate foot deformity.
Give us some time, though; we are sure to become your favorite wayward blog.
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