Posted on 03/24/2011 1:51:29 PM PDT by HungarianGypsy
As I was skimming posts on here, I noticed the many complaints about blog pimps. My own blog is not at all political, so breathe a sigh of relief, you won't see me posting any articles on here from it. :)
But, sometimes when I get a down moment, I like to see what others have written.
So, if you have a blog, feel free to post your link and what it's about here.
(Excerpt) read more at mytotallyawesomeblog.com
(Excerpt. Read more at itsallaboutme@blogspot.com)
Bad links! Funny as heck, but *BAD*!!
(Excerpt) read more at Myblogistehawesome.com
LOL!
That’s good.
That’s the one...:)
Hey, get a load of my horrorscope for the day:
“You’re a loaded weapon right now. True, you can’t officially be set on ‘stun’ — but you could certainly wipe out an entire offending species, if you so choose.”
I just got that a couple minutes ago, long after I posted the “Destroyer of worlds” thing.
Funny.
You must hang with some weird people....:)
I can’t believe you didn’t already have a copy of that. I think 50mm made it, no?
We’ll have to ask him.
Wow. Okay, now I’m really, really impressed. Your horrorscopes really work for you. Mine, I always say, “Nah...”
Hmmm... “...wipe out an entire offending species...” Only if they’re blog pimps and their enablers.
Yes, I’ve been hanging with the lady in the mirror a lot.
You can see yourself in a mirror?
I’m jealous.
[8 hours to go]....LOL
I didn't say it was me in the mirror.
But to answer your question, sometimes...
[walking on eggshells to keep from torquing Sal off]
Oh, that’s nice. [shiver]
(Excerpt) Read more at theworldrevolvesaroundmyblog@blogspot.com
You’ve gone over to the dark side, I see. You and Deo. And Code Toad.
And you guys didn’t even let me and Sal in on the action. Gee whiz. And us so broke we can’t even go to Sam’s Club.
It was a dark and stormy night. Free Republics servers were under attack. Connection speeds were slow. Posting almost impossible. The Straits were Dire. Most of the night had been spent trying to figure out which allies were still up and posting, and checking the sign up dates of those that claimed to be loyal. Now was not the time for taking chances.
The initial attack had come inconspicuously enough, a blogpimp from the Northwest somewhere excerpting his own material. Humblegunners software had caught it immediately and he was on it like white on rice. After that, another. The pimp claimed to have exclusive video. Vendome posted the direct link. GeronL added the keyword blogpimp. Then it hit.
Thread after thread, they came from nowhere. Like zombietrolls unleashed from the abyss. Hit my blog! Hit my blog! The pleas were deafening. Freepers were doing what they could to try and contain the damage. Fools were leaving Free Republic by the hundreds, falling for the false hopes of seeing new and original vid clips only to have their hopes dashed. Falling for excerpt teases for the chance to get answers to questions that didnt make sense to begin with. It was almost demoralizing.
Had it not been for the sage advice given over the years about the insidious nature of the blogpimps, and the hearkening of said advice, many more would have fallen, taken the bait. True blue Freepers stood their ground but were vastly outnumbered. Such an onslaught had never been logged in the history of Free Republic, such was the nature of this assault.
Loyalists had been FReepmailing their serious concerns. Where were the troops? Cries for help had gone out to the Viking Kitties but to no avail. Where was JimRob? Had they gotten to him? And John, surely John could see the destruction taking place.
I stood in a dark corner with my beeber set to stune. Oh, I wanted to ZOT but that was not my assignment. No, though a longstanding FReeper, years ago the ZOT was given to those much more powerful than I. All in all though, I was content with my assignment. I was to alert the mods of disrupters and hit abuse on inappropriate posts. Somewhere along the way I had also joined in with a band of pimpbusters, a branch of the FR SAPP. (FR self-appointed posting police)
The leader of this rag-tag bunch , humblegunner, was there and fighting for all his worth. A few others were there also but not nearly enough. Not enough to fend back an onslaught of this size and magnitude. A few other FReepers not in the group saw the fight and decided to pitch in and help but we needed more. Somewhere along the way, I never found the thread, Quix intercepted a coded message between the pimps, Ting tong, ling long, sing song! It was obviously not from this planet.
To make matters worse, al babys posts were incoherent, as he had not read the article. Larry Lucido thought it was funny but those of us in the battle knew that it was hugh and series. Prayers went up that help be sent. O the hugh manatee. It looked like all was lost, but then it happened
It started as a distant rumble. You could feel it in your hard drive. Then it got louder. Once it reached a pitch that our old ears could hear it, it became unmistakable. Ill never forget it. A sound as clearly defined as the noise a ZOT Machine makes when set to Spork Weasel! Beautiful!
It was the thunderous hoof beats made by The Long Knives of Sallegroldladeo
We would be saved!
TBC...
Oh crap! Did I say hoof beats? I take that back! I swear I will fix that on the reprint.
"Long Live the Long Knives!"
Must....not....do....it....Mods....would....get....annoyed...
BREAKING! Qaddafi's Socks Found in
(Excerpt) Read more at qaddafisockjournal@blogspot.com
Nice. I can’t wait to hear the rest.
You can sell that biiiig car if you really need money. ;-)
Awesome and well done!
That should be on a blog somewhere, maybe even morphed into and endless saga.
Thumb high!
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