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Count Sneaky said…
As a fellow-cruiser, The Count
is also unoccupied except for his blog. I must say your blog
has some very funny stuff. I would suggest that you show at least 5 or 6 postings at a time so one can enjoy more uninterrupted reading at a sitting. Can you enlighten me on the name:nonamedufus? Is it no name dufus? Best wishes.
Come see me some time. Count Sneaky
nonamedufus said…
Thanks for stopping by Count. Glad you enjoyed what you saw. Apreciate your advice and would be interested what others think.

I got tired of trying to use a very common name for a nickname on certain sites that wouldn't allow me to sign in. Out of frustration I signed in as nonamedufus and, naturally, that nickname wasn't taken. Hence my interweb identity!
Count Sneaky said…
As a fellow-cruiser, The Count
is also unoccupied except for his blog. I must say your blog
has some very funny stuff. I would suggest that you show at least 5 or 6 postings at a time so one can enjoy more uninterrupted reading at a sitting. Can you enlighten me on the name:nonamedufus? Is it no name dufus? Best wishes.
Come see me some time. Count Sneaky

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