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| As if awakening from a fever dream (or that magic moment when the medication kicks in just right), I looked around. The losers and lamers on the Internet had continued to upload their sites. Was there no end of this? Would the Internet degenerate into one big Lame-O-Rama? Would WWW really come to symbolize World Wide Wart on the butt of human consciousness? Would my sanity survive the constant barrage of truly horrid blinking banners leading to equally horrid websites about Beanie Babies? Would the Question Mark key on my keyboard break before I finished this paragraph? [Note: nope] Like some strange blue fungus crawling across the bottom of a white refrigerator, the bad sites spread, sending their strange tendrils into all of cyber space, infecting untold millions by claiming to use good code and WYSIWYG validators of utter worthlessness. They didn't know, but there were those who would show them. Not here, of course, this site is about totally lame, not truly dazzling. One of the more insidious sites had its unholy birth right here, in Benny Hills, in the secret dungeons of our Queen. And now, the list of sites to avoid... |
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