Forgive me, Throng, for I have sinned.
I lied to you and must now repent. I will not be able to keep my ignorant bloviations limited to a mere three posts per book. Disregard that last post. It was a stupid idea full of arbitraria. Let's put this shameful episode behind us and move on. I humbly throw myself at your feet and beg for mercy. On the other hand, if the Throng begins leaving me in droves for publishing multiple posts per chapter, I swear on the Hammer of Thor that I will turn this blog into pure porn. It'll be Spanky's Sparkly Spunkhouse all up in this mug.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
A Funeral Procession for my Procrastination: Part III
Yo Yo Yo! Throng-n-Harmony,
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony? Anybody? No? Killin' me, Smalls.
So like last time and the time before that, we abso-totally wrecked havoc on some major issues, like how regarded it is to think faith and reason is friends and such-like. And some people were all like, yeah, rock on with yer jock on! And then these other douche-nozzles were all, no-way, ho zay. And I was just like, psshhhawwww. Wut. Ev. Er. Obviantly, there's like so much more to say and stuff, so we'll get all up in that right now. But like go to the comments and comment and stuff. Even if what you have to say is like real real dumb.
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony? Anybody? No? Killin' me, Smalls.
So like last time and the time before that, we abso-totally wrecked havoc on some major issues, like how regarded it is to think faith and reason is friends and such-like. And some people were all like, yeah, rock on with yer jock on! And then these other douche-nozzles were all, no-way, ho zay. And I was just like, psshhhawwww. Wut. Ev. Er. Obviantly, there's like so much more to say and stuff, so we'll get all up in that right now. But like go to the comments and comment and stuff. Even if what you have to say is like real real dumb.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
A Funeral Procession for my Procrastination: Part II
What's up, you saucy Throng?
Previously, on Are You There God? It's Me, Atheist...
With terror mounting and time running out, our hero battled through a plethora of fire-drenched obstacles, overcame a paralyzing childhood fear of squishy green plush toys, and managed to dismantle a bomb set by the blood-soaked zombie horde. All in order to deliver on his noble promise to finally begin doing what he was supposed to do all along: Blog his way through some books. Caving to the pressure of his trusted aides, our dear savior chopped what was intended to be one blog post into three. This is the second. Will he make it to the third?
Previously, on Are You There God? It's Me, Atheist...
With terror mounting and time running out, our hero battled through a plethora of fire-drenched obstacles, overcame a paralyzing childhood fear of squishy green plush toys, and managed to dismantle a bomb set by the blood-soaked zombie horde. All in order to deliver on his noble promise to finally begin doing what he was supposed to do all along: Blog his way through some books. Caving to the pressure of his trusted aides, our dear savior chopped what was intended to be one blog post into three. This is the second. Will he make it to the third?
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