Spammers in my comments…oh how I enjoy that. I’ve had to make it so that comments have to be approved before they’re uploaded to this site because of comment spammers. Big pain in the ass, they are. Always trying to sell me drugs, boner pills, mortgages, a dead chicken’s house.
I’ve never felt the need to comment on the comments, because I’m fairly certain that it won’t help. Also, I heard a rumor that once they’ve successfully ruined the contents of my comments they’d move on to the fridge and spoil my milk and cheese…after that the evil spam commenters will throw toys all over in my living room…dirty up all of my laundry and dishes…and impregnate my seven month old daughter. Let’s just say that they’ve already spoiled my dairy, messed up my living room, and dirtied up my laundry. So yeah, talking about them here is probably going to put Nora at risk of becoming pregnant…which will make me very rich when I sell her baby to the tabloids for a half a gazillion dollars. When I move up outta this trailer park, don’t nobody wonder why.
This comment I got spammed with was too funny not to mention. It came from yagirl NoRa. How strange…it came from someone that has almost the same name as my daughter…weird. This ‘yagirl NoRa’ has an email address of NoRaThEeXpLoRa@ghettobabies.com. Again, strange…Larry calls Nora, Nora the Explora but I’m pretty sure the spammers aren’t living in my house…unless they are the ones dirtying up my laundry. Also, Nora lives in a mobile home…but it is most certainly NOT in the ghetto. And now, for the text of the comment:
i got bibs in my crib, sweet pees with a lid
hid my eggs, scrambled
in my dads big damn sandels
the nickTOONS channel, all day every day,
flippin threw, makin poo, lovin it anyway
huggin me everyday, gettin crunk off my bottles
full throttle, i dont walk…i pimp waddle
like america’s top model but i eat a little more
tellin dora the explorer to go in the middle door
i got eggs on my head, but dont call me an egg head
legs on my head, but dont call me a leg head
so if you are eating some mushed black-eyed peas
then you might know how to pimp like me
Sweet pees with a lid? And how do they know Nora’s dad has big damn sandels? I will have to admit that the makin poo all day part is accurate. The pimp waddle? Not exactly…although she does have a rhinestone thong she wears under her diaper on special occasions.
This…this is the bullshit that gets sent to me. This is the reason for comment monitoring. And, today, this comment is the reason I peed my pants. I hope it gave you a laugh, too.
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