Here's a disjointed paragraph: I went away again. This time I spent a few days on an island. But now I'm back - more evil than ever. There's some kind of event in town but I can't be bothered to investigate further. Uncle Sammy's comet wounds seem to have healed up. Yesterday, Swedish police hit The Pirate Bay, the world's largest BitTorrent tracker. But they have yet to bring down SUPERBLOG!!'s Site of the Day.
Fucking Finns. Someone should do something.
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Nooo... the Pirate Bay!
I've never used a bit torrent, because I can't figure it out, and my computer is a piece 'o crap. But I do know about Pirate Bay. I always imagined they had servers in a derelict tanker floating somewhere in the Pacific.
I use BitTorrent instead of having sex, just like I'm currently drinking beer instead of having dinner. It's a strategy for coping!
Is the post title a declaration or an instruction?
What island?
Comet wounds, what the hell?
What's a Finn?
I only answer one question a day, so:
1. It's both!
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