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“See ya later, dude."
"Ok, du … Where’re you going?"
“Out."
“Out where?"
“Earth to Dude. It’s Saturday night. Remember? Drinks? Chicks? I was going to invite you, but you and that computer have such a thing going, I couldn’t get a word in edgewise."
“Sure, like you’re going to get chicks.
“Like you’re going to do any better sitting there."
“Sure am."
“What?! No, wait, don’t tell me …"
“Too late, dude. This here little blog’s gonna do it all."
“Damn you, dude! You’d better show me. I don’t want you doin’ nothin’ that’ll get our cable pulled."
“Right here. Read it and weep."
“But this is about dating websites!"
“Yeah. Cool ain’t it! Tell the world a little bit ‘bout love, in a knowing sort of way, y’know? Babe magnet city!"
“Can you say scam, Mr. Know-it-All?"
“Third comment, fourth line down."
“Third comment, four … Du-UDE!! You don’t pile comments onto YOUR OWN BLOG!! Who the fucryingoutloud do you think you are?!?"
“But I gotta tell people about the ads."
“The ads? What ads?"
“The ads that AdSense picks up from mentioning all these dating websites you hate so much. Chicks and clicks together. Win-win, dude."
“Haven’t we gone through this AdSense Keyword stuff already? Or have you already forgotten about anal sex?"
“Obviously you haven’t forgotten. Hard up, are we, dude?"
“With you around? Here, let me see those ads. 'GWM seeks same for S&M. No names.' Is that what you’re lookin’ for, dude??"
“What in the … ??"
“Amateur. Do me a favor?"
“Maybe."
“Leave the casual porn pushing to match.com and the other scam artists. They got lawyers. We don’t. You comin’ with me? I’ll give you five minutes."
“Won’t take that long, dude."
- O Ceallaigh
Copyright © 2006 Felloffatruck Publications. All wrongs deplored.
All opinions are mine as a private citizen.
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Hilarious... as always...;-)
Although it may go over some people's heads...
Now if you could write one about MySpace....
American Idol Madness / MySpace or Yours
Be careful what you ask for
"Hey dude, stop!"
"Aaaaargh! What?"
"Look, dude! This hot chick wants me to write about her!"
"In your dreams, dude."
"It's right here, dude! Put on your Coke bottle glasses and read it."
"I'm reading already. And obviously you didn't."
"Whaddaya mean?"
"She wants O Ceallaigh to do the writing. Not you."
"What. Old Strongylocentrotus himself? What's he got that I ain't got?"
"A life? Now shut the box down and come with me, or I'll call that GWM and sign you up for a session. That'll be a date you remember."
"OK, OK, OK. Leggo the sweater, you're stretching the material."
I should've known...;-)
I don't necessarily want you to write about me... just about MySpace... there is a difference you know.
(although sometimes I wonder)
TTYL C
American Idol Madness / MySpace or Yours
Ooops, I forgot to say...
Thanks
American Idol Madness / MySpace or Yours
This is great!
Well done, and very funny. I'm assuming we'll hear more from these two.
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. - Edgar Allan Poe
good stuff O'C. I really
good stuff O'C. I really like the dudes.
gom and Drake
You two are very kind. I'm sure Dude and Dude will appreciate the comments as well when they find out. I'd tell them, but in all the excitement over Myspace they managed to get out the door without their cell phones. At the moment they're probably wandering the Embarcadero in San Fran, getting put down by strippers that moved to the Bay from Realitycheck's bar. I'll probably get a call at 1 in the morning from them, hoping they can get me to give them a ride home. If either of them has a phone card in his wallet, or the money to buy one. So I'm going to take a nap now ...
Ken Jennings?
I am one of those people whose head this might go over. I read much of your stuff twice. You're definitely in the upper echelon of intelect in the bloggerparty family. I was thinking that if there were bloggerparty awards (go ahead and chuckle. I have alot of free time nowadays), I might win the award for the best blog on a topic or whatever. I am not sure what the category might be called. Anyway, this Dude-Dude thing is pretty good. How do you know something about everything?
You're not Ken Jennings are you?
ROFL!
But no, Ken Jennings I'm not. If I were, I might be able to get a date
. And be able to pay for it. 
:)
I am one of those people whose head this might go over.
I doubt it. The dialogue does have a specific target (as Myspaceoryours suggested), it's not you.
How do you know something about everything?
Well, I don't, but thanks for the thought. I guess I'm something of a generalist.
GENERALIST, n. The highest-ranking list. One who spends time learning progressively fewer facts about progressively more topics; the ideal generalist knows nothing about everything. See ADMINISTRATOR.
I think I know who the
I think I know who the target is, but still you're somewhat of a genious. Somehow I feel that you don't give yourself enough credit.
I reckon ...
... credit is something that is in the gift of other people. Thank you
. Credit given to oneself is also known as "pride", which the convent always says is one of the seven deadlies.
One of the challenges of being a scientist is, as you grow older, you become more impressed by what you do not know than what you do. It's true, it's true ...
Well game recognizes game.
Well game recognizes game. That's slang. But I think you can figure out what it means. I'll give you credit.