Undeleted voting trickery

No, this is not some sort of high brow, fancy political thought. If you're after that go here. What I'm after are hits. Or, as it's know in white, downtown E(for internet)-street, crack cocaine. Crack is like a drug to me. Ben knows this. He blogged about it and complained that I was like some sort of cheap ratings whore. That's unfair. I'm more like a cheap ratings groupie. Ben hasn't been able to complain much lately though. Through a combination of over-the-counter medications mixed to exactly the right combination, cask wine and post-traumatic thesis disorder Ben mistakenly took himself for the bastard love child of Dean Martin and the Easter Bunny. As his paws can't type good his blog has fallen into a state of disarray. Which has provided me with something to talk about.

I digress.

People from random countries (India, United States, Canada) have been checking out this site after yahoo-ing the Nick Berg execution tapes. I don't have them and I don't plan on watching them. But my sick and twisted *crack* mind thought of a way to get more *crack* hits. By posting some famous names, people might read my site and make that little counter go round faster and faster.

I'm alive.

So... Osama bin Laden and George W Bush in Fahrenheit 9/11 with Michael Moore. The French go to war in Iraq over Tony Blair, Spain invades David Beckham's home country of XXX hot porn barely legal teens and make yourself 30% bigger or your money back.