With his bright eyes and jaunty smile, Billy is ready to greet the friendly folks of the blogosphere with a cheery, “unnnnnh.”
My favorite blog, the Ace of Spades Headquarters, won last year’s Webby for Best Conservative Blog (why, is anybody’s guess. “Conservative” is not the first thing that comes to mind reading Ace). He’s up again this year, but it looks like LGF is going to eat his lunch.
So to soften the blow of that stinging rebuke, I thought a little tribute was in order. So many of Ace’s regulars (or “morons”) have taken to blog, it’s high time we pointed fingers at all the illigitimate moronblogs he’s scattered across the interwhozit. Let’s make sure Ace takes his rightful place as the MoronBlogFather (or “Moronblog Babydaddy” as you bright young people would say).
Then I thought, “what if Ace thinks this is cheeky.”
Then I thought, “Pff! In this backwater? Who’ll notice?”
Then I thought, “I still think we better write and ask him.”
Then I thought, “nah, he’ll think we’re just trying to get him to look at our dumb little blog.”
Then I thought, “what is this, Junior High School?”
Then I thought, “hey, I don’t have to take that from you, you stupid puddle of gray creamcheese. Other people don’t walk around all day taking endless chattering shit from their cerebral cortexes.”
Then I thought, “that should be ‘cortices,’ Einstein.”
Then I thought, “oooooo, that is IT, mister. How much more cheap vodka and anoxia you think you got in you before I can carry your whole sorry organ around in a boot with a hole in it? Because, back up, brainless — HERE. IT. COMES.”
Then I kind of lost track for a while.
So if any of my fellow moronbloggers would like to hang this stinking albatross around their own necks, feel free to nick the graphic out of my sidebar (scroll down, moron). At least until we get the cease and desist letter from Ace’s lawyers.