Mitchieville Nerds, Rejoice!
Hi. This is Scott from LMNOP. I've been working on a secret project for that great humanitarian and lover of mankind. Yes, I speak of course of The Mayor of Mitchieville. You may think he's a hard-nosed SOB, but he's really got a hard-on of gold. It's true. Even though The Mayor makes fun of hard-working Americans -- honest but unfortunate folk with nasty vaginas, like Paris Hilton, Madonna, and Tom Cruise -- it's really because he loves them as people and wants them to be the best people they can be. So what's that got to do with my secret project? Absolutely nothing, I was just rambling.
Anyway, the other day The Mayor says to me, "Scott, your blog is shit, admit it. Don't you think your 8 regular readers would be better off just reading my blog? How about writing something for Mitchieville?" I told The Mayor I would think about it. Then I went out and pissed in his mailbox. Then I felt bad for the Little Danish Girl, who usually checks the mail, so I cleaned it out. But then I remembered he called my blog shit, so I took a crap and put it on his front porch with a note saying, "Hope you enjoy my latest post". But I'm rambling again.
Anyway, even through his rye and ginger haze, The Mayor realizes he has a diverse readership, one with a keen interest in the latest developments in technology and electronic entertainment. Complete dorks, in other words. I guess The Mayor, with his womanly intuition, figured out that I kinda like video games. No wonder he's in charge of the 43rd fastest-growing community of wherever. Anyway, The Mayor asked me if I'd be interested in writing the occassional video game review on his blog. As soon I could wipe the tears away long enough to see my computer screen, I replied that I'd be happy to.
Wow. Look at this. I've already written so much and haven't even gotten into the video game I had in mind. I guess I'll leave that for the next post. I don't want to ramble on for 3,000 words or something. I mean, it's not like I'm Fenris or anything. So I guess you can consider this the popping of my Mitchieville cherry. There is so much wrong in that sentence I don't know where to start.
This post was written by Scott, who is proud of his 8 readers, even if 5 of them are looking for surfing gear. This is the right format, right? I should identify myself at the bottom in a line of all italics, right? Mitchieville City Hall doesn't provide any guidance on this sort of thing, you know.
Anyway, the other day The Mayor says to me, "Scott, your blog is shit, admit it. Don't you think your 8 regular readers would be better off just reading my blog? How about writing something for Mitchieville?" I told The Mayor I would think about it. Then I went out and pissed in his mailbox. Then I felt bad for the Little Danish Girl, who usually checks the mail, so I cleaned it out. But then I remembered he called my blog shit, so I took a crap and put it on his front porch with a note saying, "Hope you enjoy my latest post". But I'm rambling again.
Anyway, even through his rye and ginger haze, The Mayor realizes he has a diverse readership, one with a keen interest in the latest developments in technology and electronic entertainment. Complete dorks, in other words. I guess The Mayor, with his womanly intuition, figured out that I kinda like video games. No wonder he's in charge of the 43rd fastest-growing community of wherever. Anyway, The Mayor asked me if I'd be interested in writing the occassional video game review on his blog. As soon I could wipe the tears away long enough to see my computer screen, I replied that I'd be happy to.
Wow. Look at this. I've already written so much and haven't even gotten into the video game I had in mind. I guess I'll leave that for the next post. I don't want to ramble on for 3,000 words or something. I mean, it's not like I'm Fenris or anything. So I guess you can consider this the popping of my Mitchieville cherry. There is so much wrong in that sentence I don't know where to start.
This post was written by Scott, who is proud of his 8 readers, even if 5 of them are looking for surfing gear. This is the right format, right? I should identify myself at the bottom in a line of all italics, right? Mitchieville City Hall doesn't provide any guidance on this sort of thing, you know.
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