Wednesday, October 12, 2005

SPAMMERS of the world unite!

As an occasional blogger I have to admit I enjoy knowing that someone out there is reading my ramblings. Normally I get one, maybe two comments and sometimes one of them isn't Trillian. But imagine my surprise this past Monday when I check and there has been eleven comments to a various number of my posts. I was absolutely trilled....right up until I read the comments.

Actually, I should have had an idea that my posts were spammed when at Thanksgiving dinner, my mother in law mentioned something about it. I thought she had been offended by my M I L F post, (Notice what I did there? Spacing it out like that.) and didn't give it too much thought, because if I worried about offending family, I'd never get to speak!

SO, from now on I will stop using "bad words" in my posts, and make no references to sexual slang or banter.

On second thought, Fuck it, I'll just delete the SPAM

9 Comments:

At October 12, 2005 at 11:32 AM, Blogger Rod Pendergrass said...

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At October 15, 2005 at 4:49 PM, Blogger Carmi said...

There must be a special place in hell for spammers of all types.

I think I'll follow the link back to Mr. Pendergrass's site. I've been researching hypertension lately, and I'm certain all the reputable drug companies are using comment spam to market their wares nowadays.

Losers.

 
At October 17, 2005 at 10:31 PM, Blogger Rachel - Wicked Ink said...

if someone can make a buck off it, they will try.

no more Milf's I see

 
At October 18, 2005 at 9:22 PM, Blogger Wheelson said...

Just this past week I saw a mother and child cross the street in front of me while I was at a stop light. My mind entered it's classic stalled state as I watched an attractive women in great jeans pass by. Then, faintly, in the back of my subconscious the M**F word floated through the air.

I was disgusted that the word had infiltrated my mind and spoiled my otherwise totally pure and innocent rubber necking.

I recently upgraded to MovableType 3.2 and it comes with a fancy new antispam tool. And there was much rejoicing .

 
At October 19, 2005 at 9:44 AM, Blogger Arthur said...

For the past several years I have been prefecting my rubber-neck filter. It has allowed me to avoid accidentaly ogling a fleshy teenager, a guy with a really great, albeit womans ass, or, most importantly, a jailbait teen who looks like she shouldn't.

I think it is very important for men our age to be very carefull of who we ogle.

So....that's why my new self-help, anti-ogling video will be hitting the video stores in December. Make sure you put one on your gift list.

 
At October 20, 2005 at 5:10 PM, Blogger Wheelson said...

I would order two copies of that.

Here's an idea for a chapter stolen from Jerry Seinfeld.

"Why Breasts Are Like The Sun"

 
At October 23, 2005 at 9:14 PM, Blogger prolegal said...

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At October 25, 2005 at 3:06 PM, Blogger Steve said...

Arthur,

I think you've found the rosetta stone for increasing your blog traffic.

-S

 
At November 7, 2005 at 4:40 PM, Blogger Hoodia said...

Help me Dude, I think I'm lost..... I was searching for Elvis and somehow ended up in your blog, but you know I'm sure I saw him in a car lot yesterday, which is really strange because the last time I saw him was in the supermarket. No honest really, he was right there in front of me, next to the steaks singing "Love me Tender". He said to me (his lip was only slightly curled) "Boy, you need to get yourself a San Diego cosmetic surgery doctor ,to fit into those blue suede shoes of yours. But Elvis said in the Ghetto nobody can afford a San Diego plastic surgery doctor. Dude I'm All Shook Up said Elvis. I think I'll have me another cheeseburger. Then I'm gonna go round and see Michael Jackson and we're gonna watch a waaaay cool make-over show featuring some Tijuana dentists on the TV in the back of my Hummer. And then he just walked out of the supermarket singing. . . "You give me love and consolation,
You give me strength to carry on " Strange day or what? :-)

 

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