Hi. My name is Paul. You might remember me from a blog called Sanity’s-Edge.
I’ve decided to come out of retirement. My loathing of the masses in general is fairly unhealthy and needs an outlet. I’ve also noticed a lack of quality blogging lately. What’s happened to the scorn and disgust in the blogosphere? Wherever I look I see cats and quizzes. And that’s not fucking good enough. Where’s the humiliation? The honesty? The name calling?
I remember a blogosphere full of heroes, unafraid to write about shitting themselves in public. Honest folks who questioned the wisdom of conventional blogging and resorted to cheap tricks to get traffic. People like this butt-nut, who’s every embarrassing bodily function became not only public knowledge, but a source of material for every wiseass with a blog.
I’ve decided to park my ass here because I like the man. He doesn’t pull any punches. I do regret, however, not checking the site meter before I signed the contract. We’ll have to do something about that. Ever noticed how somebody else’s house always looks good until you move and see all the flaws? You know, clean enough at first glance, but after you spend a few nights there you realize they never cleaned the baseboards or dusted the top of the fridge? What this place needs is a fresh coat of paint and some fucking blogroll tweaking. We’ll get to that soon enough, but first I’ve got a backlog of posts and some name calling to do.
Welcome me the fuck back.
Ladies and gentlemen, the one and only, Paul.
And in defense of my seemingly shitty stats, mind you that sitemeter's only a few months old, and it doesn't reflect the fact that I ditched my old site without telling very many people where I was moving to.
It also doesn't account for taste, the lowbrow bastard.
Well, I've never posted anything about a cat except this:
http://rocketjones.mu.nu/archives/011480.php
Other than that, I'm an upbeat guy. So with a big ol' smile, I say: Fuck you.
'sides, I'd rather leave my trashy shit in other people's comments, it keeps the ol' home base clean don'tcha know.
Welcome the FUCK back, Paul!
I would talk about shitting myself but I won't get an asshole til I get married....OUCH! ;)
And my heart goes... flutter, flutter. Happy to see your return!
Well well well look what the shank dragged in.
Shitterously though, welcome back man.
I would have had you join my blog but ... you now.. and the .. yeah.. those things. um. Welcome back.
It's good to be back!
Thanks, all.
Paul's back one day and Munuviana crashes. Coincidence? I think not.
Actually, I told Paul I had some grade A pr0n laying around, but the directory was too big to email. So I uploaded it all onto our site, and he tried to dowload it all at once. The greedy, sticky-palmed wacko.
Who are you?
Welcome the fuck back, Jack!
Er. . .Paul.
I expect to see some humiliation and some name-calling by 9:00 p.m. every day.
Yeah, I know. I meant on this blog. Let's leave my house outta this.
Thank God someone has brought back vile, vindictiveness and vice back to blogging.
Shame it has to be Paul that does it.
Who the heck gave Paul a blog?
Oh... Yeah.
Hey, welcome back!
I'm gettin the warm fuzzies.
Unfortunately, I suppose I'm expected to actually produce something...
Well hell. Here I thought we were SUPPOSED to be all "touchy-feely" and P.C. in our blogging. Who knew?! Guess I better start getting my act together.
I just want to put a note on this. Paul seems to be missed, but why? Everyone has shit themselves. We were all babies at some point so yes, we shit ourselves. What is so special about that? In the 2nd paragraph of your return, you write about heroes talk about shitting themselves I ask you..who hasn't shit themselves in public?