Copy Bait - More Technorati

Last time I did this, someone stole the whole post and passed it off as herself's. But, that stupid asian bitch did not know what she was getting into as the full wrath of the Texans was unleashed upon her . . . followed up by Blogger who I'm guessing deleted her account. It no longer exists. So, this is a warning to all the potential copycats out there . . . Don't do it. Now, on to the Technorati Top Ten.

1. Katrina - This is a hurricane related search word. It's got to be. Otherwise, people are looking for one of my best friend's sister, and I have no idea why they would be. She's not the most pleasant woman out there. It's true man, your sister's a bit of a bitch. I hope she's mellowing out now that that thing she's doing is helping her lose the you know what . . . I would be mad at the world if I had to carry that around as well. I guess all the amiable genes in your family were transferred to you pal, while she was left with the less than social genetic code.

2. Hurrican Katrina - Was there a hurricane this weekend? I don't know, I don't watch much Weather Channel. I slept through a hurricane once, Andrew, back in the early 90's. It was a little scary, not the winds, but rather my alcoholic father's request that my mother go check on who's knocking on the door. Yeah, getting loaded on the eve of a massive storm probably not the best idea. Nothing happened to our house that time, and we we moved out of Florida before any other 'canes hit. But, just as a piece of advice . . . don't let a family member get drunk before/during a hurricane. If you think they act like idiots when the weather is fine, they'll act even stupider when the shit hits the fan.

3. New Orleans - Woohoo! Mardi Gras! Show us your titties for beads! Get your voodoo on! Make sure you take some penicillin when you go. There are enough women of ill refute to start up an epidemic of 4400 proportions.

4. Natalie Glebova - Someone's mail order bride? Oh wait, that's the Miss Universe or Miss World . . . or Miss Banged Enough Pageant Judges right? I don't even know what this chick looks like. Anyone care to leave me a link in the comment section. Preferably of her soon to be discovered Russian anal porno work. It's not for me, it's for a guy I know that loves the butt-love. Seriously.

5. Hurricane - Oh my God, come on people. Let it go. Just watch some Discovery Channel already. They have hurricane/tornado shows on all the time. I would know, I can't tear my wife away from that sort of programming. That and Cops. She loves Cops. Maybe that's why she keeps asking me to handcuff her and to wear my Highway Patrol Sunglasses. Hmm . . .

6. Superdome - Where's that at? I have no idea. But if it's truly a "Super" Dome, then the only kind of events held there would be naked full contact mud wrestling. With towering flaming spires and cage girls dancing suspended from the ceiling, so you can look up their skirts. And the cage dancers can only go "commando", if you know what I mean. You might want to take some umbrellas, 'cause they would not be able to come down from the cages until the 5 hour event is over, and they will undoubtedly have to relieve their bladders. But, I'm sure some sick perverts would be willing to pay extra for that . . . and they might get a funnel if they're lucky.

7. Loonatics - What? That's some crazy spelling. Ha, get it . . crazy. I have no idea what this is all about . . . and I could care less.

8. VMA - Oh, that was this weekend as well right? Leave it to MTV to try to upstage nature. I didn't watch it, 'cause I was incredibly busy watching a freshly painted wall drying. God, I can't tell you how much fun that is. You just have to experience it yourself.

9. Conor O'Neill - Who? What? Where? Why? Maybe I should leave the tiny microcosm that is Jaime-ville and venture out into the world more often. That way, I would know just who the hell this guy is, or was. Did this guy die or something? Oh whatever. He's an O'Neill, which most likely makes him Scottish, which increases the chances that he's a Highlander . . . and as you all know . . . there can be only one.

10. Podcast - Ok, if it's not annyoing enough to read a bunch of whiny pansies belly-aching about the government or the price of gas or how the barrista at starbucks won't give them the time of day . . . now you can listen to their voice as they're going on and on and on and on and on and on and on . . . whoa . . hit a loop there . . . and on about what's making their life more and more Emo. Anyone with a damn computer mic can start podcasting. I will make a promise to you, my valued reader . . . I will not subject you to my tirades being vocalized for your listening displeasure. I'll keep them in written form. You can shower me with praise now.

Ok, that ends yet another installment of the often (ok, only once) imitated and incredibly entertaining Technorati Top Ten. I don't want to hear otherwise, or else . . . Sitemeter tells me the lat/long of where you're visiting from. After that, it's only a matter of roaming the streets of your home town hollering out your name or "annonymous" until I find you. Don't make me. Just say that you love it. You'll save everyone a lot of grief and boost my ever increasing ego.