An Award-Winning Disclaimer

A charming little Magpie whispered this disclaimer into my ear, and I'm happy to regurgitate it into your sweet little mouth:

"Disclaimer: This blog is not responsible for those of you who start to laugh and piss your pants a little. Although this blogger understands the role he has played (in that, if you had not been laughing you may not have pissed yourself), he assumes no liability for damages caused and will not pay your dry cleaning bill.

These views represent the thoughts and opinions of a blogger clearly superior to yourself in every way. If you're in any way offended by any of the content on this blog, it is clearly not the blog for you. Kindly exit the page by clicking on the small 'x' you see at the top right of the screen, and go fuck yourself."

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

A Finale and an Overture

After approximately 950 posts on My Masonic Apron, I'm taking off my apron (easy, ladies) and bidding a fond farewell to this place where I vitted vitriol, dispensed mock advice, and experimented sexually.

(You were great, by the way.)

It was fun (sometimes) and I felt, though, that this space and I weren't in the right place for a continued relationship. What I was saying and how I was saying it no longer meshed with the blog's original intent, which was to avoid prosecution for that thing that happened in Ciudad Juarez.

But, when one door closes, another opens. I hope you will join me at chippedwisdom.blogspot.com. It's my new, non-anonymous adventure.

Yes, commies: I will name names.

So fuck off this place, and fuck on, Garth.

I had a great time, and so did you.