Welcome to another edition of the Sunday Smorgashboard… where I give you the best kibbles and bits of my blogosphere for this past week… so here we go:
First and foremost, the raffle prize list to send Lisa to Disney has been expanded once again. There are some seriously incredible prizes on that list… so go take a look why dontcha.
Karl has decided that he is going to mass market his essence. I’ll be looking to pre-order Phallus: Slut.
Miss Britt had the misfortune of crashing her sweet ride. Unfortunately she didn’t perform the karaoke routine in Oklahoma… or she’d probably be up on Twisty’s by now.
The DutchBitch has taken luggage infatuation to new heights. Nothing like the smell of all those baggage handlers to put you into a restful sleep.
Dave finally was able to move the Rock of Gibraltar through his urethra. Hercules ain’t got nothin’ on him.
Speakin’ of Hercules, apparently Dan is trying to add to his labors. Now if only he could add 6 hours to the day… maybe he’d get some sleep.
Avitable decided to delve into the scientific world and classify the species of masturbators. Without his vigilance and research into the matter, we would be lost in a sea of men. (Get it… sea of men… semen… get it? Har-har… knee slapper… I know)
Poppy decided it was time for her to step up and answer the call for topless vlogging. So risque!
Tug has decided that she is going to deflate Hell. Personally, I think its all a lot of hot air… but who am I?
Hellohahnarf is in a crisis trying to make a decision on what type of tattoo to go for. Your first ink is always the hardest… I would say you could just ask Sarcastica, but she’s having host transfer downtime. In the end… I’d just go with the gut… but I wouldn’t get it done ON the gut. Ya dig?
And finally…
Everyone knows Phil is pretty much one of a kind… so when he showed us him spooning a cheetah… it really wasn’t that much of a shock to me. Although I bet right now there are dozens of female bloggers wishing THEY were that cheetah.
And that concludes the highlights of my week in my blogosphere! By the way, An Cailin asked if I would mind her taking the “Sunday recap” idea… and unlike some former bloggers *COUGH*StephanieDavies*COUGH*… I don’t think I can copyright a day of the week. So if you want to do the same thing… then go right ahead. I just ask that you make your own graphic instead of smooching off mine. If you DO a weekly recap of your blogosphere, make sure to let me know… because lord knows the 400+ feeds I currently read ARE NOT ENOUGH!
Okay… I need to go now… someone is going through GHIII withdrawal and I’m holding up the party… have a good week!
As a reward for feeding me with my internal thirst for reading materials… I designed this simple button for those who may want to display their Snacked upon status proudly:
Additionally… because I am beyond benevolent and loving contrary to what some people believe… here is the code for you to use with a permalink directly to this post. So if your blog was snacked upon today, all you need to do is copy and past the code:
Smorgashboard Sunday is a weekly compilation of interesting posts, pictures, and videos that I have found within the 350+ feeds of personal or personal related blogs that I currently read. Due to the volume of blogs and the 10-12 posts I limit myself to comment on, there may be times when posts that you author do not appear. This is not to say that you did not have a good post, or an important post, or even a post I did not read because in all likelihood I did indeed read it. This simply means that for that week(s) that you are excluded… well… I thought other posts were better choices for the Snacking. This does not mean I don’t like you, I don’t love you, or that I don’t read you. It just means that for that week(s), I chose other posts but there is always the possibility of next week. Unless.
Unless you cry, whine, send me e-mail messages begging me to feature you, send e-cards with links to the posts you want linked, tell me how I don’t love you, tell me how I don’t like you, tell me how sad you are, tell me how I don’t read you even though you know I did because I commented that week, and/or try to muscle me with threats of large “goombas” paying a visit. If you do any of that… then hold your breathe until you see yourself on the Smorgashboard again. While your doing that… go get a white hat and get yourself some Smurfberry Pie ‘cause you’ll be blue before you see it.
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