Randomness Inc.

So i was thinking today (while perusing the many comments of much spammedness), that you can always tell a spambot straight off the bat because they are so polite.  “Hello, I’m Derrick from Azerbaijan, and I really need help with teeth whitening solutions.“*   No one talks like that.  And then there is the obligatory “Hey, love the site, I’m going to subscribe and tell All my friends!”  Gag me.

So here’s what spambot programmers need to do (it’s quite simple): Make your spambots really rude.  Just trash the site and call it aweful, etc.  Then (in the same place they do the sites with the nice comments) put their site right there.  People will probably be more prone to click it, just because, AND once people get used to it they will probably think that every person who trashes their site is just a spammer.  Problems.  Solved.

With nothing else really left to say, I suppose i will just throw up a poem from the elder days. (and perhaps throw in a picture i drew with Facebook Graffitti).

There is a pretty little town,
a place without a spot of brown.
The grass is all green;
the houses all sheen,
and there is only beautiful bird sound.

And indeed a picture so enduring,
must be terribly alluring,
people traveled for miles,
wearing their plastic smiles,
for a new home under the ground.

"The Lamentable Death of Comptulia"
By Sir Mullet of Elderberry Lane

Twas a few dilly days ago,
and on earthy earth here below,
there arose a sad and mournful cry,
for someone dear to us must die.
To save the world from mount Deathala,
we had to sacrifice the great Comptulia.

A mournful burial we decreed,
forever remember the selfless deed,
of crazy count comptulia.

Anyways, my computer died the other day… that’s the best i could come up with in the last two minutes to write for the little guy… Kinda sad actually… there goes 800 dollars.  So because of that of course i haven’t been on the old R. Inc. (because i’m in mourning).  When i got on today, i was surprised to see 17 comments!  WOW!  And then i clicked on comments and they were all spam advertising the university of pheonix or something like that…. really strange.  But anyways… shed a tear for Count Comptulia.