Blogger has just updated it's interface. Why does this matter to you readers? Well I'll tell you. In my study of the new quirks and clickables it contains, I found one that allows me to view my posts in a list. Handy. But surprisingly the list contains posts that were never posted, mysterious texts that exist as a sort of ghost writing, UnPosts. Things I had written and through some computer trickery, or my own stupidity, were lost to cyberspace. These drafts are now mine to peruse once more! And it is within these UnPosts that I discovered this little piece of writing. It cuts off mid-sentence so as to leave me even more confused about my own comings and goings than I already am. Feel free to complete it in your mind (now that is lazy writing). Enjoy!
"I don't know whether or not it's an issue with my brain, but my urge to make everyday tasks and chores sound seedy/dirty has struck again. I think it's just a way to amuse myself while I'm at work or engaging in any task that allows my thoughts to wander and get lost somewhere. Some little joke to give rise to that mischievous little snigger and grin that you never quite grow out of from the heady days of playground frolics. My inane musings aside, I couldn't help but find the idea of my dual-posts last week in one day giggle worthy;
"I just blogged all over the internet. Twice."
It tickles me. I was tickled. What being "blogged" on actually entails is probably best left to the rest of the dirty minds out there in Web-land. My immaturity is getting the best of me. And you know what? Good! I'm 23 years of age and I still find the word penis funny. Heh. Penis.
In fact, at the risk of this being read by any family members (so so sorry), I'm going to pour some more seedy jokes into this blog. Until its waters run muddy and no one can drink of it without going away with that schoolboy smirk on their faces. You'll thank me in time.
"School: Off to go into some rooms to be thoroughly educated over and over for hours by older men and women." (Make sure to emphasise the overs when said aloud)
"You'd want some of this pasta bake. You'd be all 'Oh pasta bake you look so good! I want to put you in my mouth. I want you inside me!' and the pasta bake would be like 'Yeah baby, but you gotta get me hot first'."
It's when I get..."
You're a strange man. But I love you for it =P
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