Shame on you all...

That's right. You heard me. I know you're not reading this blog, and ya know what? Shame on you. Shame on each and every one of you.

If your mothers knew, they'd paddle your collective ass with a spoon. A big, wooden spoon. Slotted, no doubt.

And ya know what else?

It would hurt.

Bad.

Afterwards, you'd all come and gingerly sit down and read this humble little blog, and you'd smile and laugh, and eventually, after some time you'd entirely forget about the seering ass pain that drove you here.

Let's cut out the middle-woman, shall we? All you have to do is come by and read every now and again, and I promise not to tell your mother(s). You still get all the enjoyment of reading these silly scribblings, with none of the brain-rattling spoon strikes to the hind quarters. Sounds like a pretty good deal to me.

Now... Was that really so difficult?