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Charlie Hatton
Brookline, MA
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That'll teach them bitches. Yeah, baby,
I spent three hours tonight slapping code together, building a better wall up against those damned comment spammers I've been on about lately. And I'm pretty sure I've done it. Not that I can keep them all out, of course -- they're nasty little insects, worming and wiggling and wrangling their way in through whatever slimy holes they can find. They're like maggots, or vultures. Or horny exes. But that's not the point.
No, the point is, I think I've done enough to keep them relatively at bay, so I can finally stop bitching about them now. They'll occasionally sneak through, but they shouldn't be able to bring the server to its knees any more. And that's the real goal -- as long as they're just my problem, and not my site admin's, then that's all right. I'll play their stupid little reindeer games.
Of course, all that fiddling I did earlier counts as 'blogging'. And three hours in one day, plus whatever I've spent so far, is just too much damned time to spend on a Friday night without beer. So I'm out for the night -- I just didn't want you thinking I was slacking off, is all. I'm always working, folks, even when you can't see the results around here.
Oh, and I can see you when you're sleeping. Did I mention that part? Nighty-night, then.
Do you remember the good old days when Spam was just a gross thing in a can? I feel silly saying this but I miss those days. I hope you are rid of them now for good!
Lois Lane
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how bout when i'm up and can't sleep???