What Glorious Fuckery!
Look at that! Look at that crap over there on the right! What is it doing? It’s being a right-hand sidebar is what it’s doing!
So, yep. My friend and eternal cheerleader Leesa Leva has totally overhauled Anger Burger’s lurid under-chassis and made it possible for this advertising boondoggle to move forward. I realize there aren’t actually any ads yet, but they’re in the chute.
It goes without saying, but should you encounter anything broken while coasting around here, please tell me so I can get it fixed. By which of course I mean frantically email Leesa a string of drunken gibberish that she’ll know means the site is broken.
I also want to give a big thanks here to Jason M., Anger Burger reader and server back-up hand-holder. I was too paralyzed by fear to change anything on the site for many months just because I didn’t understand how to protect myself from mistakes, and Jason kindly showed me how to do it in about five minutes.
Okay, on with the show.
November 12th, 2010 | Drama!
Ah, I can always count on Anger Burger for a good dose of vulgarity in the morning. Thanks!
You’re welcome? Wait, I mean: you’re fucking welcome.
AND a snazzy new little logo to top it off??!! Anger Burger is all growed up. Nice job on the new layout Leesa, good work! And a “shout out” from Sunday is a good start to Friday.
Hey thanks! I think I’ll change my title to Resident Cheerleader and Purveyor of Fuckery. It has a nice ring to it.
And kudos for holding Sunday’s chilly little elfling hand through the backup. Hope you didn’t get too much mustard on you.
Purveyor of Fuckery makes me laugh every time I read it.
Let’s get some gawddamn ads up there beyoches …
I need to buy some shit already! Can’t fold my wallet closed, it’s stuffed with fuckin’ Obamadollas doncha know.
That, and I’m tired of readin’ the drivel on here. Gimme sumthin’ to clickity-click on … geezus!
[btw: oh alright then, nice new look too. There.]
I’m working on it! I don’t want just any goon off the streets to have an ad, though. I want the highly specialized and narrow range of people who have both a respectable product and who don’t mind being associated with me.
Which narrows yer choices down to two people … Jesus and me. And J.C. checked out of his motel last I heard.
I do have some pumpkin breads I need to sell though.
Need me a nice kick-ass t-shirt with that new logo on it! Let’s get on it!
And love the pics of the lurker with the lamb bones – forgot how funny those things are when they’re excited AND hungry…
We call Tank’s combinations of emotions just “Emotion”. Like she gets so excited licking us that she starts biting. EMOTION! It helps if you imagine it in her little gravelly dog voice that I imagine she has.
it’s beautiful!
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