So, Friday. It was a toss-up between a Fuck You Friday and a Friday Musical Spew, but then there was no client check in the mail, so…. Which is appropriate, since Jesus Bunny day is 4/20. Also, there is a fambly of bunnies living in our backyard/adjacent that are making Lucy-orange-flatulent remarkable agitated. […]
You guys need lessons in insulting people. When you make up words that only a few understand and know, (i.e., "cobag") and then proceed to used that word with mind-numbing frequency, you really communicate nothing. If the word is not understood, no meaning is conveyed. For example, If I gave the honest appraisal that the writing in this blog is pedomorphic and tardiloquent, and repeated this summation over and over, you would probably think nothing, because it would take you too long to collect enough soda cans to buy a dictionary and discover the meaning. You would never feel insulted, because you were absolutely clueless. Hence, when someone from the outside your little circle of featherbrains comes to visit your site, they are not impressed with your oft repeated term "cobag". It means nothing to them. For all they know, you are a gang of tards with computers, and these five keys repeately get struck by accident when you see the backside of a sheep and your drool-laden pacifier falls out of your mouth and onto the keyboard. Believe me, I speak the truth. If you google the word "cobag", most of the results are from posts by the contributors of this blog. What does that tell you? Enjoy your little world, cobags.