I am conducting a personal experiment. How many comments can I accumulate for one blog post? Let's shoot for 100. So here is your responsibility as the reader. Leave me a comment. Heck, leave me 30 if you have time. I don't care if they are repeats. Just pump them out. Get other people to leave comments. I want to see if there is a limit. Will people get cut off from comment-leaving? Your dead line - one week. Next Tuesday I will post another blog and the comment contest will be officially terminated.
Here are a few examples in case you don't know what to write:
"Matt, here is a comment. Does this count?"
"Matt, this is a stupid idea. But here I am leaving a comment to tell you that it is stupid."
"If something is remarkable, that means it warrants you making marks about it over and over again. So isn't this idea recommentable? Ha ha!! Hee ho! Squeef pow!!"
You get the idea.
Have at it.
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I predict I'll leave more comments than anyone else.
Because I spend too much time on here.
I'll leave you a moment, but not a comment. Maybe a ment. Without the com. Think about that. If you know Latin, then com means with. With ment. What is a ment? I've looked it up in the dictionary and a ment is a device you put between your legs to keep you from having sex before your dad wants you to. A chastity belt, but one that goes between the knees. So, comment means with a chastity belt that goes between your knees that keeps you from having sex before your father approves.
I need one of those, baby!
Comment turnabout is fairplay?
Oh, Jeremiah.
Heading to work...just thought I'd comment.
When you say comment, do you mean comment on this blog or do you mean comment on other comments. Also, if you do mean comment on other comments, do you require that I make comments on each and every comment that comes up or just comment on my favorite comment. Finally, if you do mean comment on other comments and you also mean comment just on my favorite comment, then is it alright if my favorite comment is one that I posted myself or do I have to pick a favorite comment from the ones other than my own; because that might be hard to do.
Happy McNasty, Bellard.
I hope you get more than 11 comments. Or I guess 12 now that I've added. My sister said that when you give a hurricane prostitute's name, of course it's gonna go to new orleans.
Here's a comment.
Just doing my part as a semi-regular reader of Randomology.
i hate to get irate
but my mindstate has often been compared to the crime rate
for the way it increases
it's been a quiet week in lake wobegon, my hometown.
don't stop
believin'
You're getting there!
Somewhat.
Some people hate you, Connie Chung. But I'd like to date you just for fun.
That song just came up on the computer. Followed by "Ride."
cackle...
squish sandwich
Matt, would you ever live inside of an ankle sock? You know, give up everything this life has to offer and spend the rest of your days in an ankle sock. Would you?
Hey this is Sarah. You probably have no idea who I am. I go to Southern Miss and Scott Anderson is sitting right beside me. He told me to leave you a comment. I don't really know who he is, but he is wearing a WAMP shirt and scaring me so i figured i better do what he tells me too... Well this has been nice, but he is gone now so I can leave. Bye
i'm not the same sarah. a different one. but 30 just isn't gonna cut it. 70 to go, or after this post, 69. the weekend is here, so perhaps more people will have more time to write more comments. or perhaps my line of thought is off. perhaps the people who read/comment on your blog are those who do so at work. In that case, this will be a long, unresponsive weekend. I guess we'll see.
Just to let you know, 100 comments is not the limit... if there is a limit, anyway.
I don't think you'll make it.
Sorry, that wasn't encouraging.
It's coming through a crack in the wall--on a visionary flood of alcohol.
it's coming like the tidal flood beneath the lunar sway; imperial, mysterious, in amorous array.
dear heather,
please walk by me again...
with a drink in your hand...
and your legs all white from the winter...
your legs all w-h-i-t-e from the w-i-n-t-e-r.
I would be more apathatic if i wasn't so lethargic.
boot strap...
...holla back.
proton enhanced nuclear induction spectroscopy
Does anyone ever really know when enough is enough? I'm so scared. Please don't ever leave me.
Isn't it weird that out 49 comments, there has been no mention of "Haley's Comment". I mean, I can see where he is going with this because there was a comet named after Haley, which was called Haley's Comet. However, this has nothing to do with comments. Comets and comments are two totally different things. Well, unless you count the fact that they both come after the word Haley's, but that is only one similarity and it only exists because Matt created the name. Without that, there would be nothing. Besides, anyone can do what he's done to make two words similar. For example, look at these phrases:
Haley's Comet
Haley's Muffin
Pikes Peak
Pikes Pantry
McCovey's Cove
McCovey's Elbow
Mr. Toad's Wild Ride
Mr. Toad's Smelly Sock
See what I mean.
pastel assassins
can't smell the trash bins
well, nicole and i are going to see sufjan stevens and the illinoisemakers perform in lawrence, kansas. just thought i'd throw that out there.
out where?
next to yon dumpster
dumpster?
...
oh... trash bins?
yeh... trash bins...
...trash bins...
...what's wrong with--who says 'trash bins'?
that's what my par--
trash bins are substantially smaller than dumpsters, anyways.
that's bullcrap. that is a trashbin.
oh, rot in hades.
squance.
Rules-
When are you coming to KS?
We live near KS.
Maybe we could see you.
Whatever you want though.
By the way...you need to update your own blog. Fight!
i think you're gonna make it!!!
i love this idea. so much so that i will comment. once!
jimmy cracked corn
i woke up in the middle of the nite recently...
...and nicole was talking [in her sleep] about 'smelly angels'.
and, then, another nite, nicole [while somewhere between wakefulness and sleepfulness] asked me if i was freezing people like biscuits. it frustrated her.
...thus, my theology has altered to no longer allow any room for apostolic cessation and canonical closure. i am wed to a prophet...
expect the unrighteouss, the enemies of our Lord, to be frozen as biscuits by angels reeking of holiness.
keely steger said...
I predict I'll leave more comments than anyone else.
watch as i test the false-prohpet wife of another...
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Here's your Tower of Babel, Matt.
...cackle much, mi hombre.
Haley's Comment. How Samuel Clemens of you.
Fuck you, Jeremiah Pundit.
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