‘T seems some protein wisdom readers (judging by the glut of outraged emails) aren’t at all taken with my vision of a world in which baked goods are, uh, multi-tasked — though in my defense, I took great pains to avoid any and all yeast references.

Nevertheless, the Blogwars continue on — as sadly they must…*

[link to Blogwars cartoon 3 — “Shiloh Bucher…Y’mean, Superman’s arch enemy?”]

[Stephanie DuPont responds: “Did you finally get the hit by Mr. Instantman? I hope so. Brian told me that he found your site when it first started and that he is the one who bought your banner off. That’s nice of him, isn’t it? But what does it mean? Actually, I don’t care what it means, but I do have a story: Once, I was in charge of making the banner for my sorority’s Homecoming parade, but it didn’t turn out well, because I thought they told me to make the ‘batter,’ so I made, like, 6000 hash brownies by mistake. We lost Homecoming, needless to say, and everyone was mad at me at first, but boy, did we ever get stoned! And then all was forgiven! (Sisters for life, I love you guys!) I don’t think the unmentionables get stoned, by the way, because if they did, they’d be writing about the Loch Ness monster and malt vinegar and whatever happened to the Spice Girls and other things of interest from over there where they are. Instead, they’re always droning on about (yawn) war stuff and an individual’s rights. How about my right not to be bored to tears, ever think of that? Oh well, time to go. I’m making margaritas and fish sticks!”

protein wisdom’s rejoinder: Wait, who invited you in here? We were expecting something from Tim Blair, not from some Valley tart. How in the hell did you get hold of this password, anyway? Get out! Go on, scoot! And take that freakin’ hampster with you…!]

*(after the indefatigable Jim Treacher, and his terrific “Clip-Art Nonsense“)

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