There I was, just some poor fellah working hard on the farm, and them devils of porn came and ate my brain. Enough is enough, I have a scarecrow and a shotgun, and I'll take bloody revenge upon all your internets. Thus I left my wholesome freehold beyond the hills, infected myself with the blogging virus, and settled down to wait for incubation, like some pregnant wench expecting the emissions of her womb. ("Bare" with me, folks, I'm trying to figure something hideously ptetentious for my "artist's statement").
