The results of Round One of The Blog of Love are in, and the news is good for VTK. I placed first in the bee-spot side of the game. Now that there's a target on my back, I'm going to have to step up my game, and in my case that means I need to ratchet up the creep factor. I suppose I could stop by and watch some college football with the girls:
After all, I love them Sooners:
But I also love them Hawkeyes:
Or maybe I should just take bee-spot apple-picking again:
I was pretty good at spotting the ripe apples.
Eh. I'll figure something out.
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I love the "Blog of Love" aka "Blove" aka "I have Intimicy Issues" aka "cheaper than match.com"
I don't totally understand it but it's great. Do you think that the girls will poop on the floor or have a 3-way with you just like on the VH1 reality shows? I'm at the edge of my seat.
Is there anything I can do to help you maintain your top ranking? Is there a viewer vote?
Blog of Love = intimacy issues. Good point. It's almost like the perfect relationship for me. I share the "maintenance" with 30 other contestants, nobody gets "too close", and I can reread and censor everything I say so I don't fuck things up by saying something stupid.
I think it's incumbent upon the men to poop on the floor. I also don't think that sentence has ever been written before. Actually, it probably has. There are some stone cold freaks out there in Barnes and Noble bathrooms in Brooklyn.
As for the 3some, wasn't it you, KB, who once famously told me that I was "too weird" for threesomes? I believe your exact words were: "we could have been fucking her right now if you weren't so weird!!" But hey, in the Blog of Love world, who knows what a threesome is. I'm holding out hope. Between Blove and Photoshop, anything is possible for a weirdo like me.
I don't know if there are any viewer participation twists or turns planned. stay tuned.
Oh, well played!
I was clearly out of my league.
thanks, Mike5K. too bad your wife got you booted. we could have had an old guy alliance.
wow...just...wow.
Yeah.
Welcome to VTK, Meg!
No one understands Blog of Love. It's an enigma.
wrapped in a mystery wrapped in a burrito wrapped in a crepe wrapped in a totebag filled with vegetarian chili. mmm.
yep. and I'm squirting my hot sauce all over it.
i'm obviously not trying hard enough. i need to step up my game.
or just quit trying altogether.
I think you should quit trying altogether. That always gets their attention. wait, it actually might... scratch that. try saying mean things about their grammar and stuff.
Mrs. 5000 thinks she got me booted, and feels all guilty about it.
But I was perfectly capable of getting booted on my own lack of merit.
The old guy torch is yours, VTK. Bear it with pride.
thanks, michael. I shall affix the torch to my cane and try not to set my ear hair on fire as I limp around the track and talk about my Vic 20 and other early computing devices. chicks dig that shit.
nah, she didn't. it was an excuse. i had to boot the latest to my cache of blogs i read. it was the only thing i could think of that was fair. i already left bon jour pee wee off and feel terrible!
oh jesus. this is so sick.
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