Killough further ponders search engine optimization, via heroin addiction and a cocktail called Heaven Can Wait.
by James Killough
The title of this post comes from a search term that showed up on my WordPress Dashboard, which as I mentioned in yesterday’s post I am addicted to for the time being. Some British titty-phile wanted to see a man macking on a girl’s boob, and found my blog. All I can say is, bless the very horny, for they perpetuate the race.
I should just rename this entire blogsite Filthy and Filthier and drop the Pure Film Creative pretense. I am clearly no longer concerned with attracting clients who are going to pay me vast sums to jazz up their content, which is typically cavalier and short-sighted of me. It seems I would rather sit here cackling like Liberace on E while I tinkle out mildly offensive caustic badinage that is entirely inappropriate as a writing sample. Oh, well.
First, an image for this post that isn't at all relevant to the subject, my mood or anything in particular:
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I've always liked this image. I pop it into treatments and presentations whenever I can. Sort of sums me up in a way. Sums me...