I don't know why I'm making a new blog post. The last time I blogged was at the end of 2009. I highly doubt anyone who cares will read this. In fact, the only reason I even logged back on was to change my email for technical issues. In fact, I've recieved so much spam comments since I've last logged in that if I ever decide to keep a blog again, I'll probably just make a new one. Maybe one that actually deals with a certain topic.
But I decided that I may as well laugh at some of the comments that the spam filter didn't pick up on.
First off, to anyone that does see this post, please check the date I wrote this. I'll probably check for comments roughly a few hours after I post and then never again. Also, if I write about driving back in 2009 and it's 2011, chances are I've gotten my licence by then. So to answer your comment Laurence, no, Joseph was bullshit and he never taught me anything usefull. I got my licence on the first try and have been on the freeway multiple times since then. And why the hell would the car explode?
As for comments that were obviously spam, I got two ads for viagra, one wanting me to go to some random website, one news report telling me that some victims died in a car crash, and one ad for a casino in Portugese.
Other comments by random people included comments on a post way back when I was upset at Disney Channels' Camp Rock and how it's not really rock music. I'm not entirely sure if they were pro or con my post, they mostly spoke in buzz words strung together in a loosly connected way. One asked me my opinions on Microsoft's business plan for a school paper. Here's a hint kid: I have no credibility and you will get an F by citing me in your bibliography. My favorite comment though is from "I'd rather be poisoning my children" which uses the max amount of words explaining how God hates America (or something like that, I just scanned). Unfortunately, as it cuts out early, it's probably just a bot. Kind of disappointed actually.
In fact, most of these are probably just bots. As much as I'd like to believe Viagra Online wants to know about my opinions of modern day music... ya no.
Except you Laurence, you have no excuse.