Thursday, December 09, 2004
As I’m writing this, these damn pop-ups keep jumping on the screen.
It’s pictures of these two ugly old white dudes I never seen before, and they’re holding a sign that says: GET HELP. CALL TECH SUPPORT.
And then the damn audio, gurgling: We’re trapped in here, bouncing from one site to another. Get help.
And a video clip: They’re dancing, and singing some song about “Please burn us onto a CD so we can go home to our families, la la la…”
That’s the last time I visit a blattodeific website. Once they get your cookies, the fucking pop-ups just don’t stop!