Once again, I interrupt my irregularly scheduled posts to announce that I am wickedly addicted to this blogroll contest on A Clown on Fire. I used to be a normal, grouchy, half-baked crusty bastard who fondly remembers spending his weekends yelling at neighbors and spitting invectives at young kids and pets.
Now look what I’m reduced to:
How badly am I chained to this contest? So much so that I have allowed Le Clown and his sidekicks to lure me into the final round of competition by asking that I put a photo on my blog linked back to Le Clown.
What, pray tell, do I gain by “winning” this contest? No less than an honored place on Le Clown’s blogroll!!
How much do I covet this spot? The pictures tell it all:
Me without a spot on Le Clown’s blogroll:
Me with a place on Le Clown’s blogroll:
So visit his damned blog and wish me Godspeed, my friends, wish me Godspeed!