I'd really like to thank my readers who provided links to WWHM over the weekend. We had some great traffic from Facebook, LiveJournal, MySpace and some other sources in the last couple days. I always track back my links and read what you guys say about WWHM, and it's a great ego boost to keep WWHM going no matter how busy I am.
Anyway, I'd like to welcome my new readers, and I'd like to inform you you'll regret visiting this blog in about 3 minutes. I'm writing out of character right now, so just consider this the calm before the storm.
I have received one particular ad seven times now, and I tell you, it's fucking disgusting. Yes, it's more disgusting than this guy. In a way, I want to post it.
But I'm at a crossroads. When all you women started reading WWHM, you were all so young and innocent, like doe-eyed schoolgirls asking me for a bucket of frosted deer cookies. But you've become more seasoned, and now I'm a bit more accustomed to throwing bloody meat into a pit of rabid, foaming wolves. And, hey, I love wolves.
But this particular ad is horrifying, and it already gave my hard drive gonorrhea, chlamydia and Stage 3 Peruvian foot rot. But to show it, to really show it, would mean a cock shot. And up until a couple days ago, we've had no cock shots in 126 of 127 entries. Do we really want to turn this wholesome family blog into a picture tour of a Calcutta STD clinic?
You readers decide. It's your blog, I'm just the middleman. Let me know what you think.
Hope you had a great weekend, here's todays post!
(By the way, this weekend I started on Why Women Hate Men- The Book.)