Before I get started with this week’s Dear You Guys, I need to make an official announcement that this awesome reader comment letter will not necessarily appear every Saturday going forward. This is all part of my efforts to simplify and refocus.
Now back to the business at hand…
This week’s Dear You Guys is brought to you courtesy of Happy Feet and The Academy Awards of Spam.
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All the text below are exact sentences taken from your comments.
This is all you guys, and not me.
Can you find your comment?
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Dear You Guys,
Those socks are seriously awesome! Riley thinks socks are the ultimate fashion accessory. If only she had a pair of these… Do they make them in adult sizes? Do they make them in Naked Barbie size, too? She looked cold.
I would want to have her shoes off all the time. Uh-huh, those are some yummy feet!! Perfect to nibble on. Those itty bitty feetsies… I think my boys were born with men’s size 10 feet. Adorable – but the rolled up jeans? Fab. Are they skinny or boyfriend? A fashionista, no doubt about it.
I am working at becoming the crazy sock lady …. I NEED THOSE!!!! Would it be wrong of me to admit I have penguin socks similar to those? Is it odd that I am in my 30s and still wear fun socks? My husband rolls his eyes and groans.
Well crap, I guess Todd is screwed, he married an American woman…I guess I can tell Todd that I’m “mentally unstable” because of my nationality. And I felt like I’d really made it as a blogger, even though some ass wants to boycott me.
I think I have spam envy. And yes, that’s s new diagnosis that I just made up. I seem to be stuck with fake Facebook accounts or “free naked ladies are everywhere on the Internet”. I’m not sure if that means that pictures of the naked ladies are free or that I can score a free hooker.
He is nutty as a fruitcake..can’t imagine why no American women will tolerate him. Not that I am judging or anything.
The best spam I got was on my triplet’s bday post, it was for male enhancement drugs. I guess that is how you get triplets, with enhanced male parts. I need a spammer upgrade!
I get the spam that involves me questioning my libido and whether or not I may benefit from some Viagra. Oh and that my thirteenth cousin 7 times removed named Akhabat Makhamood has a bank full of money and wants to share it with me. All I have to do is give him my full name and address. Yup some day I’ll be a millionaire with a hard on.
How dare they critique my work? And why would I care if they think I should change the layout of my blog. And no, I have no interest in getting language trsnslation on my blog. And I don’t care about your gay college boys needing money for school! And apparently the game spammers are in full force today! How dare they call me dude or Bro?
The number one way to tell that cat comment was spam? They obviously don’t have cats. When I can’t find my cats, the last thing I want to do is look for them. I may even rejoice a little.
The proverbs – brilliant! But the Personal Confession is going on the fridge. Because once a month, I bitch to my husband about everything under the sun and I’m all, oh, it’s the PMS.
Sorry about that offer to buy you dinner and flowers…That was me. I REALLY love your blog.
Love,
Liz
You must have been in hysterics reading those spam comments! You can’t stop doing this. How can I help? It’s the best part of my week (but please don’t print that next week. It’s a little sad on some level)!
Haha!! This is such a cute feature, but it is good to simplify. BTW, I love, love the new look of your blog!
Oh Viagra and socks will get you every time
Laughed out loud at a few of these lines. You always have the best comments (and therefore, the best Dear You Guys letter).
Sorry to hear that you may skip a Saturday here or there. Real life tends to get in the way of our blogging efforts, doesn’t it?!
The spam brought out the best in the commenters. That was some really great spam. I agree with the person who said that she has spam envy. Spenvy, if you will.
love love love it. But you knew that already
I love Dear You Guys.
I love being first, but I crashed last night on the sofa.
I’m such a loser.
I love the thought everyone puts into their comments. These are great!
love this as always, but what will we do on saturdays while you are busy simplifying?
I love Dear You Guys, but you gotta do what you gotta do!
I hate getting spam, but some of them are rather amusing.
Rats my comments didn’t make the cut! Just not clever enough. This is great and always so funny.
Love ‘em!
I love reading your Dear You Guys! Great job, as always.