The words in the blog are fairly random with an emphasis on mocking people, places, things and Bon Jovi. Like most blogs, it’s set up for you to leave comments, stories, rantings or whatever comes to mind so please do.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Little Dill Y isn’t buying what you’re selling, unless you’re selling cookies.
For as long as I’ve been brilliant, I’ve been very brilliant. It’s a burden I have to live with and live with it I do. Lately, there’s been a lot of people knocking at the door, selling everything from the supposed antidote to Bon Jovi to the supposed ability to attain a level of contentment where you can exist in a world, oblivious to the miserable sound of Bon Jovi. Brilliantness is hereditary so Jill Y and I had a chat with Little Dill Y and asked him to come up with a way of making sure the salespeople stop knocking at the door. He came up with a sign to put in the window which wasn’t bad but you can kind of tell he’s a 5 year old:
