Moderation

Well kids, the time has come. Because I'm now so popular--or possibly because my profile picture is so sad and creepy--I'm starting to get a fair bit of spam offering to improve my sex life with Viagra and/or enlarge my penis. For the record, I'm happy with my penis just the way it is.

So, just so you don't think something's wrong when your comment doesn't immediately pop up, I'm enabling comment moderation. Bear with me here. This constitutes new and confusing technology for me and it may take a day or so to figure out. As long as you're not offering me sex toys, being blatantly abusive, or threatening terrorism, your comment will (eventually) appear.
William Shatner, this is your cue.

Comment Moderation...The Final Frontier...

Comments

Suburban Princess said…
Dammit! I was about to offer you some sex toys! Oh well! Your loss!
November 10, 2009 at 6:31 PM
Sharon said…
So I HAD to comment to see what happend! :) Hope you had a great day :)
November 10, 2009 at 6:34 PM
Dimple said…
It's easy, you'll be fine. We can wait to see what we've written!
November 10, 2009 at 6:40 PM
laterg8r said…
i've never known anyone to get this spam before - yucky! :(
November 10, 2009 at 6:52 PM
Wendy said…
Whew! I figured it out!!
November 10, 2009 at 7:36 PM
Unknown said…
Congratulations on outsmarting the spam!
November 10, 2009 at 8:39 PM
Allison said…
I like my penis the way it is too! :)
November 11, 2009 at 6:32 AM
Janine said…
Penises, sexy toys!! Oh my!!
What is a girl to do????????
November 11, 2009 at 8:16 AM
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