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I love reading blogs. I also love commenting on blogs and Crackbook (a.k.a”Facebook”).
And I am, for sure, the mostly-likely-to-win the “Most Likely To Misspell In A Comment Box Award” too.
But lately, I’ve noticed a trend forming. A conspiracy possibly. Something bordering on creepy. Invasive. Kinda sinister.
It’s the Word Verification people.
It’s like…well.. they are stalking me.
You know what I mean, right? The little box that pops after you comment and hit “submit” and forces you to type in some lame a$$ word before you can continue?
I think it’s supposed to weed out the aliens from the humans, but now I am getting paranoid. It’s like…they know me.
I feel like these invisible Word Verification people…are watching. Like they know my every move, what makes me tick, my quirks.
PARANOID you say? Noper-do-poopy-do (sshhh..is someone there? Is there’s someone behind me??)
No wait! Don’t hit the back button yet.
I have proof. Here’s what I mean. Here’s a sample of what the nosy WV people have been taunting me with lately:
Ponzi: Was NOT. It was just a simple office pool! I swear!
Avoid Swamies: Why? Do you know something I don’t? Every Swamie I’ve encountered lately have been fine, upstanding citizens.
Catlink: Yes, yes, there was a big orange stinky one on my back step yesterday. How did they know that? Is Catlink the cat version of a spy network? I think the Catlink p*ssed on my step too. Jerk.
Guest: Well no sh*t Sherlock.
Leek: Yeah? So? What about it. It wasn’t my fault. I just “held it” too long. Who knew I was gonna sneeze. Plus, I had on dark pants. No one was the wiser.
Woofles: Ok, this one is just too much. How did they know my 7 year old has been heckling me for a dog for the last three hours, hmmm?
Wolf Side: *gasp* This one gave me goosebumps. How did they know I am “cycling” right now?? Huh? Huh! Actually my hubs uses the term “Pit Bull” during this precious time-o-the month..but who cares. There both in the dog family. Pass the tamps please.
imix: ok.Busted. So I mix my Metamucil with vodka. So what? A girls gotta do what a girls gotta too. If I can’t properly take a dump, I may as well be jolly about it. How’d they see? Window peepers??
It’s like these people know. I’m tellin ya.
Excuse me while I check my wall clocks for hidden cameras.
And one of my kid’s toy cameras has been lingering on my dining room table for days.
Looks mighty suspicious to me.
A person can’t be too careful, ya know.
I hate those verification bastards. They are like fortune cookies for the virtual world except more aggravating and not tasty.
Fellow “top mommy” here – love the blog. I follow now. Oh, I’m from Free Therapy.
LMAO!!! OMG you are hilarious!! And I’m with ya, they’re obsessed with my non-typing fingers attempting to type those stupid freaking words too!!
There is help for your “leek” problem. You don’t have to battle this alone. Hiding behind dark pants will not help your problem. It’s only a temporary fix. Ask Whitney Houston:)
Hugs and Mocha,
Stesha
Leek. Hee, hee.
LisaDay
You beat me to the punchline. I’ve been saving funny word verifs like these. The SLOTHED IN one was the best after I posted on napping! I was absolutely “slothed in ” a nap!
Have a great day!
Too funny! I just did a post with some links about blogging- I have heard SOOO much lately about word verification and that we should turn it off! I did- I have yet to receive anything freaky :)- ha.
You “leek” too? Crossing of the legs helps 😉
They are stalking me too. Scary!
I thought it was just me. The words seem eerily revelant, like after I did the camera pic post a mans name was the word, and that man had actually send me a picture of his Mr. winky. Paranoid? I think not!
They are after me too, girl! They taunt me and insult me.