If a Blogger Cries in the Middle of an Internet and No One Cares, Did It Happen?

Today while I was checking the Search Engine stats for my online-diary, I noticed a disturbing trend:

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Now I’m willing to accept some degree of responsibility for this. I am the one that wrote an online-diary-entry entitled Having Sex Is Like Playing Mortal Kombat II, Except When You’re Uppercutted onto a Bed of Spikes You Die for Real and posted a picture depicting a terrifyingly erotic encounter between Scorpion and Sub-Zero.

Step one is acceptance. NAILED IT.

Step two is apparently gently sobbing because that is what I’ve been doing for the past two hours.

Listen: I’m fine with you and your mom stopping by my web-log every now and again to look at the funny pictures and click on the Internet-Buttons. NO BIG DEAL. I just start getting uncomfortable when I know that right now, AT THIS VERY MOMENT, there are half a dozen confused and horny Mortal Kombat fans furiously masturbating all over my Homescreen.

As for the curious and sexually-adventurous visitor hunting for “transvestite pony” content.

Don’t worry. Your desires are PERFECTLY NATURAL. The original title of this online-diary was actually LastNightATransvestitePonyFuckedMyWife.transvestite.blogspot.com, so you came to the right place.

ENJOY:

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