Every month, I get hundreds upon hundreds of spam comments that are caught in my blog’s spam filter. Sometimes they’re philosophical, sometimes they’ve got a funny sense of irony…what will they have today? Now with commentary!
“TL;DR; but you have great pictures.” -Cheap Home Loans, on Do You Have a Life?
Man, when the spam says it skipped through your post, that’s just harsh.
“EXACTLY what I’ve been looking for! Thanks so much!” -Women’s Shoes, on Teams Are for Suckers
“Thanks for this useful article.” -Cheap MBA, on The Great Idea Garage Sale
“My cousin recommended this blog and she was totally right keep up the fantastic work!” -Forex Robot, on Something’s Gotta Give
That’s better. Cheap Home Loans, flattery is always the better option. Even though you’re all spam.
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Good job, Ashley! You helped a spam post with its college assignement!
“Fascinating Information…This site disagrees with you though…” -LCD TV, on I Don’t Give a Damn About My Reputation
“Great site…This site says the same…” -LCD TV, on I Don’t Give a Damn About My Reputation
Make up your mind, dude. [Please note, they forgot to include links to said sites]
“I caught myself. Biting my lip I leaned aid, easing the [censored] into my neck joint, and I felt myself shaking with orgasm. I rammed my [censored] into the palisade in my necessity, riding the [censored] behind me for all it was worth. It felt as notwithstanding I was being [censored] in two and I felt myself inadequate to on again and again. Bracing myself on the reverse barrier, I reached privately, gripping the [censored] as it [censored] me, belief it go in and extinguished of my [censored] and I squeezed my cheek. Disappointing to be [censored] so unluckily, I grabbed and kneaded my [censored] frantically. Slamming into the [censored], it looked like an earthquake was hitting the restroom as the stalls swayed backside and forth to my [censored]. Pounding my [censored], I stuck my fingers into my [censored], [censored]ing myself. My [censored] rubbed against my [censored] as I did so, and I screamed. [censored] me you [censored]! I heard him catch a breath from behind the wall, and I renewed my pace as I felt him [censored] me, help me in my quest to make him [censored]. Flexing my [censored] to bleed him deeper, I withdrew to the [censored], in front of slamming endorse down.” -Physician’s Assistant, on The Beard Paradox
Physician’s Assistant, I don’t think most of that is anatomically possible. Shouldn’t you, as a physician’s assistant, know that? I did get to turn it into censored Mad Libs, so thanks for that.
“Pretty nice post. I just stumbled upon your blog and wanted to say that I have really enjoyed browsing your blog posts. In any case I’ll be subscribing to your feed and I hope you write again soon!” -Bestiality Porn, on What’s the Point of Reruns?
Oh, COME ON.
Well, guys, I think it’s safe to say that I’m getting Jamie and Nicole’s spam now.
