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Is the joke contained in the fact that there’s no post in the post?
Could be…I was hoping for a repeat of “Tool of the Patriarchy”.
Uh-oh. I thought somebody gave you hell in the past for using the word “lame.”
Methinks we’ve been punked!
I heartily agree. And I have the soundtrack.
I only suggest an alternate form, a form utilizing a gigantic, soul destroying, mind numbing
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Speaking of vituperation, PhysioProf has turned over a new leaf:
http://physioprof.wordpress.com/2008/04/01/foul-language-and-civility/
Makes a change from the rickrolling.
Awe, but I actually thought the rickrolling was funny. Then again, I had never heard of him before, so it was more like “Sweet Geebus, waht is it? Why does it hurt, why is she dancing?”
I like rickrolling (or I like the song, the “ZOMG new Blade of the immortal trailer!”… “never gonna give you up, never gonna let you dooown, nevah gonna say goodbaaah and deseert uu” I could do without), I just meant what I said.
employing the personal concierge services of the ghost of a dead Nazarene on a stick
So just what would that story look like, I wonder.
Is it bad that I really like Rick Astley?
See, “mom jeans” are for everyone!
OMG I GOT RICKROLLED!!!!!