To all my fans, especially ABCGirl:
I have decided that you do not need a Blogger account in order to post comments. However, simply leaving a comment and not your name is an unacceptable form of etiquette on this blog. I don't care if the "other blogs" allow it, you can't do it on mine. I welcome all of your fan letters, but if you forget to leave your name, I will tinker with the comments so that your name comes up as "Genghis Stinkpot" or "Fluffydoodle Smoochypants." Ergo, sign your name to your fan letter. (Nom de plumes O.K.)
Note to potential spammers: Utinam barbari spatium proprium tuum invadant!
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Able was I, ere I saw Elvis.
About Me
- Brad the Gorilla
- I am a 450 lb gorilla of many talents. I cook gourmet vegetarian meals, impersonate Elvis, and swear in Latin. In short, I am not to be trusted.
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- Not exactly a fan letter
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- Strange Critters
- If You Really Must Dance
- Senatus Populusque Romanus: the song
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- Sing a song of Technorati
- The Mushy Oatmeal of Life
- Deadbeat Crawdads' First Gig
- Out of a job, but into a gig
- Gorilla always wins
- You may speak
- Baby photo
- Deadbeat Crawdads
- Candle Salad courtesy of ABCGirl
- Green Dragon Inn alt-menu
- Bradley Guitar
- Justice for Bananas Gorilla
- Brad FAQ
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6 comments:
Brad the Gorilla. I find we are of like minds. I also feel that proper blog etiquette is of the utmost importance. I would like us to link each other. Come check me out and let me know what you think.
Life as a Box
i dunno. i kinds like "fluffydoodle smoochypants".
thanks brad, you're the best! i'm so glad i can talk to you directly now and i don't have to go through your landlady. what a drag.
Cute Little Box--
I have checked out your website and begrudgingly admit that there is a certain angular pulchritude to your countenance. However, as much as I appreciate the proper use of rude words like "bottom-dweller" and "poopy-diaper," I will never understand the fascination with words that roughly translate to the act of copulation. (Somehow, though, when Galatea of "Blogatpotamus Rex" says those words, it's kind of cute. Don't ask me why.)
ABCGirl,
If you want me to call you Fluffydoodle Smoochypants, then by all means, I will call you Fluffydoodle Smoochypants.
I too am glad you do not have to go through my landlady anymore to get messages to me. I am feeling more kindly to her, though, since she wrote about me in her blog recently and linked to mine. My big gripe with the landlady is that years ago, she went around telling everyone that I liked to give footrubs. I hate to give footrubs! Gabe can tell you that. Gabe and I said that if she didn't stop telling people I liked to give footrubs, I would do something awful involving noodles, a wheel-barrow, and a bag of confetti.
hey brad, if i wanted a cute little picture to show up by my name, do i have to get a blogger account?
Yes, Ms. Smoochypants, you do.
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