Tracy (see, that's how you do hyperlinks) made a deal with me last year to do a guest post exchange. After only six months and a little nagging, she lives up to her end of the deal.
I understand if you folks aren't used to quality posting, since Grant fobs you off on a continual basis with bunny pictures, but today we are going to do something different and sadly it is going to require you to forgo your daily dose of bunny. However it will definitely NOT bring you anything resembling quality posting, so that's ok.
Having said that, I just realized that that bastard Grant will probably randomly insert bunny pics into anything I write anyway.
I mean, really, what the hell? He has nagged at me for almost a year to do this guest post, because as part of my yearly holiday festivities I dragoon my friends into writing holiday posts for me with the promise of a return guest post. But that was only pillow talk, baby. You are supposed to forget about it in the midst of the holiday whathaveyou, thereby allowing me to escape the consequences of my actions.
WHAT ABOUT MY NEEDS?
And yet here I am. I could be doing any number of things, ROBOT INVOLVED THINGS, and yet I'm posting to Grant's blog.
I should send him a cat. I have spares, and they are all evil, or rather more evil than normal cats, which is pretty fucking evil, I'll have you know. Anyway,l I live in the Land Of Bunny, also known as Seattle, while Grant lives in the Bunny Wasteland, also known as Georgia. But does that bastard ever come to visit? No, he just wants me to mail him bunnies, which I would totally do except for A) the postage is hideously expensive and B) I don't want to. Sucks being him, is the conclusion I am inevitably forced to. If he really wanted bunnies, he wouldn't live in Bunny Wasteland.
Ok, I have to go do ROBOT STUFF now. Shut up.
20 comments:
Sneering at me will attract zombies. That and the brains I left in the pocket of your shirt.
Fuck! You owe me two guest posts. I would never have remembered in the midst of the holiday whathaveyou, but thanks for reminding me.
Agreed, you owe me a post as well!
Damn you and your ninja-like brain evaporation ways.
Well screw it- where's my freaking guest post now?
Plus I want a robot for having been made to wait.
And I think I'll take one of those bunny things.
Go get on that now, please.
I have no friends, so I don't owe anyone a guest post.
Whoa, hold on. There was a guest post promised? Well Merry fuckin Christmas. Grant, move up to Vancouver. Free health care and more bunnies than you could possibly imagine.
Dude - you so toally OUTED yourelf on the guest post thing.
I'm next. After you get done with robot-oriented items, naturally.
Well done Grant n' Tracy!
Dude, I'm just here for the bunnies.
Mm... Bunnies...
Alright, ALRIGHT. Email me and we'll schedule the guest posts. You guys are lucky I don't have an actual JOB.
Tim, you get nothing.
FUCK!
That involved READING!!!
Goddammit! Just bunnies! Do you understand?? JUST BUNNIES!!!
Well I, for one enjoyed the guest post!
Why am I the only person that feels looking at bunnies classifies me in a category similar to a pedophile? The one's you post, Grant, look like there's no grass on the field. And you know the saying, "if there's grass on the field, then play ball" But what if there's NO grass on the field? LEAVE THAT SHIT ALONE! =)
I would totally mail a bunny to Grant. I don't care about the costs and I actually want to. But, my lawyer advises me that it's illegal to box a person up and mail her to someone. Who knew?
What have you done with the bunnylord? Free Grant!!!
Grant's had to take care of my cat Chian for two weeks before, and there's no cat more evil than him. That's why he blames everything on him to this day. My cat apparently kept up a hilarious cat blog while he was taking care of him, too. I had no idea my cat could write that well.
And April--all the bunnies Grant posts are over 18 (J-women look waaay younger than their age), and therefore hairier than you can imagine on the grassy field. That is, I've seen some bunnies naked *cough*. And they seem to have more hair down there than other ethnicities. So, no worries--tons of grass to play in the fields there. Unless they shave. That's another issue.
15 comments? I guess Tracy has many friends.
Bunnylord, as I said in my response to your post on my blog, I think your appreciation of Bunnies has improved over the last year!
Lord of the Bunnies you are, just look, you got a guest post from someone who wants to give you a cat (and if they are anything like the cats I have had, they will catch your Bunnies for you)!
It's easier to comment here than at TL's own place, what with her layers of passwords and logins and shit.
I like TL and bunnies is all I came to say.
That's for your protection and my pleasure, Biff.
I can't figure your blog out, Grant, but you crack me up.
Awesome guest post.
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