H has declared war on me! You see that white box in my right sidebar? The one that says "View the Guestmap"? Well H has a guestmap as well and she has declared that she will have more signatures than I do! The affrontery! The hutzpa! The balls! This is made more astounding based on the fact that she currently does have more signatures than I do.

Let's get it on! It's Mapwars I. Take no prisoners and may the best man win. (H - I'd say let the best person win but that would be like saying whichever of us is better should win. That's not what I'm about at all. I want me to win no matter how outclassed I am so I'm keeping that as "best man wins". Thanks for understanding.)

Friends, Romans, Countrymen, I beseach you. Will you let this wonderful and comedic site be defeated by some uberwench with pictures of her hot, lithe, young body on her blog? No! Will we be distracted by stories of just how many times she had an orgasm over the weekend when her hubby was away? Heck no! Will our determination be weakened by her erotic writing and sometimes humorous rantings? No freakin' way!

Help me combat this darkly seductive female by clicking on that "View the Guestmap" box in my sidebar and signing my map. And whatever you do, don't support her cause by signing hers or checking out her hot kilt picture or her weekend orgasm summary or the Swedish Dentist Sex Cult and especially stay far away from the Layne inspired sex fantasy.

And if, by some chance, you should find yourself on her site, and should also feel compelled to leave a comment on anything, please use small words. She's a woman so she won't get the big ones and she's in Sweden so there's nobody around to explain them to her. (Sorry, H. Had to get at least one dig in there. It is a war after all!)

Thank you for your support. General Peacock out.