breaking news: Jenisfamous.com blog banned by Big Boy
See that last blog post, about tractor pulling? I wrote it from the Big Boy in Bowling Green, because my hotel doesn't have WiFi, and Big Boy is advertising free WiFi on its marquee, right under the fried caramel cheesecake.
So, I wrote the last post, found the tractor photo, published the post, and then went to, you know ... visit my own website to see the fruits of my labor. I received this message:
You have deprived Big Boy customers of Jenisfamous.com? My "weighted phrase limit" is exceeded? Did I perhaps say "dick" too much? Or "Titty Blow Masturbator"? Or "sweaty Stalinesque fascist role-play"?
Big Boy = Big Brother
So, I wrote the last post, found the tractor photo, published the post, and then went to, you know ... visit my own website to see the fruits of my labor. I received this message:
You have deprived Big Boy customers of Jenisfamous.com? My "weighted phrase limit" is exceeded? Did I perhaps say "dick" too much? Or "Titty Blow Masturbator"? Or "sweaty Stalinesque fascist role-play"?
Big Boy = Big Brother
posted by JenIsFamous at 9/06/2006 12:43:00 AM
5 Comments:
That's funny to have a place whose mascot is playing with his nipples put a restriction on your site.
Maybe you can have an alternate PG-13 version.
Fuck Jen.
You know what this means right? There's only one possible path of action that you can take: kill Big Boy.
That's right, Big Boy must die. I suggest that you do this while the little bastard is asleep in bed.
Sneak into the fucker's room, gag him, and thrust a fresh grapefruit up his anal exhaust... That'll teach him the meaning of 'restricted'.
And to think that all this time I thought Big Boy was Conan O'Brien. . .
Jen,
I have avoided "Big Boy" here in Traverse City, MI and the surrounding area because 30 years ago my mom convinced me to order a Reuben sandwich. Now, I was raised on tuna fish with mayonaise and white bread by the very same woman. I barely had an idea of who Moses was let alone any Jewish traditions or preferences. When they came at me with what to this little redneck WASP kid looked like a plate full of death, my foundations were shaken. To this day I have a problem with anything "corned" and I only have rye bread very infrequently. It is a lot like my aversion to rum and bong water, but I digress.
To anyone who wants to play those stupid games of banishment and guilt I say FUGGEM!!!! (Is 4 exclamations enough?)
Props to Lord and stay humorous in a very comedic way.
Your very recent buddy,
Norm
Ha! I love Reubens, but I can see your point. "Corn" is a little scary as a verb.
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