My demented labor of love The Bonfire of the Vanities returns to bash you over the head with the worst the the blogosphere has to offer. The motto this week is “How To Tell You’ve Got Too Much Time On Your Hands.” This weeks entries prove that you should never hit the Canel button when making a post. All of this weeks entries have been gladdy offered up to the raging inferno that is the Bonfire…

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On with the “Very Special Episode of the Bonfire”…
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For some reason, none of your Blogger blogs have links that work.
hln
hlh – Blogspot is having a cardiac event right at the moment. Only the front pages of the blogs are being served (no archives). Try again later.
I just noticed that as well. I tested all of those links last night and they worked fine. I’ll add a link to the front page of those blogs, but that kind of defeats the purpose of going to the post in question.
Ahhh! Thank you – just another day in blogspot land. Can we just feature all of blogspot in next week’s Bonfire?
hln
Blogspot’s having problems? That’s odd…
Kevin – DAMN you for the ear hair mental picture. If you’ll excuse me, I have to poke my brain with a Q-tip until the image recedes.
I demand a public apology and correction. Your words “Paige chastises visitors looking for porn. She …” need to be changed immediately to “Paige chastises visitors looking for porn. He …” Thanks. 😉
Muchas grac
Wow, I thought he made a mistake when he wrote He when referring to Paige as I have known a few females named Paige, but never any males named Paige. I guess I was so busy last night trying to get my blog working again, I forgot to send anything in and I had several that needed to be burned, I think, last week. Oh well, que sera, sera.*
*Did you know I could not for the life of me remember how to spell the first word of that last night?**
**Oh, by the way, I wish everyone had those text formatting buttons on the bottom of their commenting boxes. 😉