My Penis is Shrinking
Live from the WTC has a little reference to yet another bit of Warbloggerwatch siliness. What's nifty is that if hits to one's blog is inversely proportional to penis size, then I'm "Bwana Dick," hung like a horse, "Endowed beyond your wildest, Clearasil spattered fantasies." Of course I've recently gotten something on the order of three or four hits.
So my penis must be shrinking. I could check, but if I simply buy into Warbloggerwatch's arguments, blindly, without analysis or logical testing, then at least I can run around pretending that I might be a threat to Ron Jeremy's job.