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Saturday, August 20, 2005
The Dog and the Blog
[One day a Dog and a Blog meet on the road.]
Dog: Hey, you look interesting, I'm like, woof! All words and all, erudite and all. What are you?
Blog: I'm a Blog, dude. You look nice too. Hey, cool tail. What are you?
Dog: I'm a Dog. I'm Man's Best Friend. Woof!
Blog: Hey, wait a minute, not possible, I'm Man's Best Friend.
Dog: He he, woof! I'm Man's Best Friend, and I can prove it. I've been referred to that way for centuries now. So there.
Blog: I rather doubt it. I don't remember linking to any such thing. And what I don't link to, doesn't exist. So there.
Dog: Growl! Listen, don't mess with me, I'm Man's Best Friend, and I'll bite you if you disagree.
Blog: Rubbish. Concede right away that I'm Man's Best Friend, or I'll post about you, with your kennel address, and you'll get flamed.
Dog: Woof!
Blog: Link!
[Suddenly, footsteps are heard. Man appears, a gorgeous blonde on his arm.]
Dog and Blog: Hello, man. How are you today? Please please tell us who's your best friend. In other words, 'Man's Best Friend'.
Dog: Yeah, say it's me, woof!
Blog: Me, me, me! Link to me!
Man: Heh. You guys, I tell ya. You want to know who's Man's Best Friend? Meet Blonde.
Blonde: Hi guys. Such a sweet Dog! Such a clever Blog! Come to mommy.
[Dog and Blog rush into her capacious arms and cuddle up close to her ample bosom. Man smiles.]
Dog: Hey, you look interesting, I'm like, woof! All words and all, erudite and all. What are you?
Blog: I'm a Blog, dude. You look nice too. Hey, cool tail. What are you?
Dog: I'm a Dog. I'm Man's Best Friend. Woof!
Blog: Hey, wait a minute, not possible, I'm Man's Best Friend.
Dog: He he, woof! I'm Man's Best Friend, and I can prove it. I've been referred to that way for centuries now. So there.
Blog: I rather doubt it. I don't remember linking to any such thing. And what I don't link to, doesn't exist. So there.
Dog: Growl! Listen, don't mess with me, I'm Man's Best Friend, and I'll bite you if you disagree.
Blog: Rubbish. Concede right away that I'm Man's Best Friend, or I'll post about you, with your kennel address, and you'll get flamed.
Dog: Woof!
Blog: Link!
[Suddenly, footsteps are heard. Man appears, a gorgeous blonde on his arm.]
Dog and Blog: Hello, man. How are you today? Please please tell us who's your best friend. In other words, 'Man's Best Friend'.
Dog: Yeah, say it's me, woof!
Blog: Me, me, me! Link to me!
Man: Heh. You guys, I tell ya. You want to know who's Man's Best Friend? Meet Blonde.
Blonde: Hi guys. Such a sweet Dog! Such a clever Blog! Come to mommy.
[Dog and Blog rush into her capacious arms and cuddle up close to her ample bosom. Man smiles.]
