Hello all you worthless weasels who have nothing better to do than sit in front of a computer all day long, stuffing your fat faces full of cheese doodles or whatever crap you happen to have at hand, typing insipid things like, "I like pie" onto blogs like this one or trolling along sites that pander to deviant sexual practices which I only occassionally frequent and so what if I do, it's a free country AND I MIGHT ADD THAT I'M VERY RICH AND CAN DO AS I PLEASE!!!!
Ahem....
As I was saying, my lawyers have instructed me to welcome you all to this on-going (on-going? Oh, crap, does that mean I'm going to have to write all the time? Mannn....) report of news from Tawdreyville, which is owned and run by me. Located in that part of Nebraska that is so boring that it makes Quincy, IL look like Paris....Illinois.
Sooooo, that's it. Now get lost until something happens that bears writing about. Oh, and remember our company slogan, If You Really Care For Someone, Get Them A Tawdrey Gift.
Eustace J. Tawdrey
Owner of the E. J. Tawdrey Company
Makers of Tawdrey Gifts for over a century
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