Incito, ergo sum

I incite, therefore I am.
I'm sure you won't visit my tush (I mean the blog named "my tush") any other way. I always underestimated the power of my writings. Here is something that I incited er.. inspired. He named it "The Mecca of the anti-blogging movement" and opened floodgates of sarcasm. I have a mixed feeling about this guy giving due credit to his inspirations.

From the be-so-fair-you-start-to-cry department:
Now every piece of work needs to give credits to fellas who helped stuff come true. In my case I must extend due credit to two popcorns who inspired me to start off this worthless activity.

One is this feller called Name-it and the other's called Cow-shit. No, their parents did not name them thus. I changed the names so people would'nt go shooting at them if they ever found out what I was writing.
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So you jolly old pieces of bottle corks, thanks a fscking ton.

But please don't take this literally, all I did was forward the link of my PNN article to him. As the humble plea made in his blog goes, please don't hold me responsible for anything you read there. Check out this blogger's profile, and the blog too. I mean check it out before his wife or someone else puts an end to this dementia. R-rated, reader discretion advised.