Footprints in the Sand 
And Now for the Other Crap…
The other crap. Yeah, kind of has a catchy ring to it don’t it? More like a Monty Python rip off, but really who gives a shit. You’re reading it, so mission accomplished.
So, this little forum project has come quite a ways. Content seems to be added to the site fairly regularly, and now talks of a pod cast? DAMN IT, I don’t even own an I-pod.
And here I’m stuck with the title spambot. Every time I enter the chat room, Pale is waving his maple soaked Vermont peen, ranting about some roadside slop joint called waffle house, people are talking about magic….which I stopped playing or I am just completely ignored. I suck at writing, or that’s the hint I seem to be getting from Stan, I must have submitted at LEAST 20 -80 articles to the site and they were all rejected. Hell, it seemed they even stopped reviewing them after the 4th one and I received back a generic response thereafter:
Stop fucking emailing me.
-Paz
Salvation however offered me cash for front page submissions, and a spot as a moderator. I couldn’t be bothered mind you.
I am doomed. Fuck this. I’m going to take a shot at a cartoon.
Well that was an epic fail. I may have a better shot at ripping other peoples shit off.. kind of like the Garfield thought bubbles removed……
I don’t think I am ever going to get used to this content submission bullshit.
Fuck you Stan, fuck you and your content to hell.
You haven’t seen the last of me.
