I have several ads queued, and I'm giving my credits to several al Qaeda operatives who don't particularly give a fat rat's booty what kind of ads appear on their sites. If you are a virtual terrorist who also has no balls or clit ring, you can enter the raffle for the last of my flushable EC. Leave a comment so I can savage you.
Some of you already know that my alleged use on the forums of the f-word, whatever the fuck that means — I assume it's a little like the N-word that racist motherfuckers use to prevent nigra or pickaninny or coon or nappyheaded watermelon gnasher from escaping their worthless puffed-up ducklips or slipping through their fingers onto the keyboard — got me banned by Spicybugz, volunteer extraordinairehead over at Entrefart. Bitch has some really great issues you should check out. I wouldn't fuck her with a Japanese robot, but you're free do what you need to do.
How's the insurance thing going, bitch? No sympathy from this devil, you dumb cunt. Come on down and comment so we can play in my forum. You know you want to.
Tourists also know that I don't give a shit about much and what I do care about you better not fuck with, nigger, or I will rip your worthless head off and shove it so far up your fucking ignorant ass you'll think you're voting Republicunt whether you're registered or not — so I think it is best to exit the EF world of Hutton and Puffen and blowing smoke to cover up the fact that you've eaten too fucking much and are stinking the world for the rest of us.
My Badgal acquaintance pointed me at RedGage, and I'll give that a shot, and in the meantime I'm moving the EC widget to my taint. If you don't like the placement, cancel your ad. No hard feelings.
I'm not accepting any more ads, and the day I see the first paid ad EF appear on my site, I am going to fill the page with pictures of torture and mayhem and Graham's little penis and tell readers to contact Cindy if they are offended. Maybe she can make it harder and more appealing to the massas.
And at some point, the widget will be gone. Oh weep for Graham's dead baby because it never heard Alice Cooper singing about him in pre-Graham-sperm Ameriduh.
Have a nice day in the neighborhood.