Return of the Jewdi

Hey goobersmacks! Say, do you guys remember my favoritest Jew in the whole wide worlds? No, no, you knucklehead, not that one. That guy is so 1st century A.D. Seriously. Someone totally needs to tell that guy to cut his flowy girl hair and ditch those hippie sandals.

No, I mean this Jew. Yeah! Remember him? Deadly handsome? Ridiculously witty? Stingy as fuck?

Although I may not have anything for you on this here terrible little innernets diary that has gone to shit, he's totally back in action! The kickassery is kickasserying again! So I suggest you go read about some racist chairs and free Arby's milkshakes and show him some love, okay? Tell him I sent you. No, I mean it, please don't forget to tell him I sent you. I'm not joking. This is actually a new blog referral program that I just made up and for every one of you clowns that clicks over I totally get a hundred bucks. I might even share it with you. Although it's entirely possible I was crossing my fingers behind my back as I typed that last sentence. I guess you'll never know unless you clickety click click, won't you?

And, hey, who knows. Now that my eternally unrequited blogcrush hottie Jewboy is back in action perhaps I'll, oh, I dunno, be inspired to irrigate this here dying desert wasteland of a weblog. If you know what I mean. Wink wink.

I have no idea what I mean.

Anyway, I love you guys. Mean it. I guess. Okay, okay, fine, I like you. Most of the time. Mainly when you're not around me.

(Seriously, I miss you. I'll write more soon.)