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Auf Wiedersehn, Entre Card

EntreCard, darling EntreCard
Thank you for all your drops so hard
Picture this, I dare not miss,
A single beat, dropping’s neat,
Quite a feat, but now I Tweet.

EntreCard, darling EntreCard
Thank you for your promises of lard
I can’t see, your approach to fees
New ads intertwined, for all time
Theirs and mine, that’s not fine.

EntreCard, darling EntreCard
Thank you for funny cards I disdain
I recalled, nonamedufus enthralled,
How you (under duress?) made a mess
I confess, that’s not all

EntreCard, darling, EntreCard
Thank you for nothing you retard
Though we go, on our separate ways
Still the memory stays
For always my heart says EntreCard

EntreCard, Auf Wiedersehn, EntreCard

Dear "dropper": As you can probaly tell from the above, I'm getting out of the EntreCard business. I'm not placing or accepting any more ads and when my ads in the system run out around mid-April that'll be it. I apologize to serious droppers out there but I find the whole activity just too time-consuming. I hope this results in my having more time to not just visit your blogs but to read them and comment, too. So to all my faithful droppers:

"Danke Schoen"

Comments

Unknown said…
Damn! Am I going to be the only one left? I have too many credits and I WANT MY MONEY!. Just as long as we still see each other at HBdot com we'll be fine.
Chat Blanc said…
Amen to that! (btw, congrats on being the one blog I get to read today cuz I suck and have to do my homework :( ugh!) Rock on!
Me-Me King said…
Nice rhyme. I'm still on the fence, but I may not be too far behind you.
Anonymous said…
Did you drink their milkshake Noname?

I think you should.

heh heh
AmyOops said…
i'm slowly getting there.

but your faithful readers will keep coming back for more of your abuse
nonamedufus said…
ettarose: Hey, I'll be right here, reading yer blog and bumpin' into ya in the HBDC forums.

Chat Blanc:I am honoured, Madam. Good luck with the higher learning thingy.

Me-Me: Hey, everyone's gonna make their own decisions. Good luck. And I'll still visit your great blog.

Quirky: I'd love a milkshake. Can I get fries with that?

Amy: That's good to know. Thanks, ma'am.
I'm thinking of doing that too, mostly because I can't keep up with it all, and it takes waay too much time, of which i have none.

But what todo with my credits?
Anonymous said…
Entre-what?

Damn, I'm so glad I don't have a blog. All the stuff I spend tons of time on elsewhere is bad enough. My ass is getting big!

As for the credits - I just found out I have 'credits' on my credit card - like, they give you points that you can redeem for giftcards and stuff. There's tons of stuff on there that I could get but you know what I've been getting?

Starbucks. :-)

Why? Because I'm worth it. And, frappes totally rock.

Auf veiderzehn (sp?) Ciao, and all that, [still likin' the blog]

Ms. Thirty Something
nonamedufus said…
Mary: That's what I found. Took so much time. You should have a contest and pass on your points to the winner.

Anon: I'm glad you still like the blog especially for something other than EntreCard! Thanks...
nonamedufus said…
ettarose: Hey, I'll be right here, reading yer blog and bumpin' into ya in the HBDC forums.

Chat Blanc:I am honoured, Madam. Good luck with the higher learning thingy.

Me-Me: Hey, everyone's gonna make their own decisions. Good luck. And I'll still visit your great blog.

Quirky: I'd love a milkshake. Can I get fries with that?

Amy: That's good to know. Thanks, ma'am.
I'm thinking of doing that too, mostly because I can't keep up with it all, and it takes waay too much time, of which i have none.

But what todo with my credits?

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