February 12, 2007
Sayonara, GI's!
Me fuckee you long times, Intrepids. And we enjoy, no?
But my Spidey Sense is tingling, harrots. And dar a black hole my personally beloved ass is heading into, and it would not surprise me to see my most gammon and vitriolic statements hurled back at me in a rather public forum. And we wouldn't want your comments attached, would we? Nay!
Ach, well. Fun is fun, but I'll be running along now. Maybe I'll resurface as
Whorus Publius, or something. That domain, incredibly, is still available. Can you believe it?
Anyway, Auf Wiedersehen, my babies.
Wait a minute...I think I smell something burning.....
Posted by: DogsDontPurr at February 12, 2007 4:26 AMYes, Intrepids - it's the Obligatory "I Ain't Gonna Blog on Maggie's Farm No More" post, which must be nailed to the door of this site every couple of months under the terms of Velociman's work-release program.
Posted by: Elisson at February 12, 2007 5:48 AMwhat Og said... only, I'm not hairy, sweaty and only globular in the pleasant female sense... 'cause I am a female.
Don't leave.
Posted by: Jean at February 12, 2007 10:56 AM... don't you leave me, you bastard....
Posted by: Eric at February 12, 2007 11:15 AMBegs the question - Where do Floridians go to retire? Fiji?
If you're ever out west...
Posted by: Dash at February 12, 2007 11:33 AMSee ya. Wouldn't want to be ya.
Posted by: bitterman at February 12, 2007 1:48 PMFirst Sam and now you!!? *and I still ain't found where Sam went!*
Posted by: Michele at February 12, 2007 2:11 PMDon't even think about it! Where in God's name
would I get my fix? Huh? The Intrepids expect
a retraction at your earliest convenience.
Not to downplay your intent or anything, but don't you throw in the towel somewhat regularly?
If I am, indeed, an Intrepid, I am a rather skeptical one. My money's on you to resume weaving tales about The Senator within a month.
I do hope so.
Posted by: Erica at February 12, 2007 6:14 PMYou can turn it off better than that V-Man.
Posted by: Don Jr. at February 12, 2007 6:47 PMYou can't leave yet. I've only just now taught the sister that clicking her mouse on the highlighted underlined text opens her computer picture window thingy in a new page. But her operating system tells her she's not authorized to visit your site. And she does what it tells her to do.
Posted by: Rosie at February 12, 2007 7:14 PMIt's always funny, until someone loses a blog.
Posted by: Bane at February 12, 2007 8:57 PMGod I hate a quitter. You have to much to say that I want to read. What's happening with the snake round-up?
Posted by: LeeAnn at February 12, 2007 8:57 PMWell Hell, V-man, if you want to start over, that's cool.
But please let us intrepids know, ok?
I love your writings here in the great 'Sphere, Hell, you've been my fix since the Pumpman passed.
Don't leave us high and dry, hon.
A great voice in the blogosphere should not be silenced.
I hope you decide to carry on.
Posted by: Gina at February 12, 2007 11:39 PMRelax, everbody. He's at "The Clinic" for the 72 hour refresher. Carrot juice calonics & all that.
He won't remember a thing when he gets back.
Posted by: steelheader at February 13, 2007 10:32 AMThis is getting to be a tradition.......
Posted by: James Old Guy at February 13, 2007 2:04 PMShouldn't you have a picture of a Viking funeral with this post?
Posted by: Libby at February 14, 2007 1:40 AMKonichiwa. Happy Fucking VDay, Vman.
Posted by: agent bedhead at February 14, 2007 9:38 AM