Evidence that Anon should go back to the poetry


Anonymous is a busy person.  As well as writing all those poems which bear his name, he has time to post kind messages on people's blogs.  He's posted two on mine yesterday.

 1. 

 This site was... how do I say it? Relevant!
! Finally I have found something which helped me.
Cheers!
Feel free to surf my site : zetaclear reviews 

My comment on his comment:  Anon, what worries me here is that you had to THINK about how to define my blog.  And then all you could come up with, after wondering how you could say it, was that it was 'relevant'.  So your cheery positivity after that is, I'm afraid, not convincing, and far from feeling 'free' to surf your site, I feel duty bound not to.

 2. 

 Wοnԁerful article! That is the kind of info thаt are 
meant to be shareԁ аcгоss thе net.
Shame on the seek engines for nοt positionіng this 
ѕubmit hіgher! Ϲomе on ovеr аnd seeκ advice from 
my website . Thаnk you =)
Feel free to surf my web page :: Roxy Bedding 

My comment on his comment: Anon, let me give you a piece of advice.  If you are to establish a convincing presence on the Internet, you ought to learn the jargon.  Although your term 'seek engine' made me spit into my tea, it's probably something you should go and research.  'Shame on the seek engines' indeed, however, for not positioning my submit higher.  I have been thinking the same thing for a long time.   

Comments

  1. Steve21/7/12 02:24

    Seek engine?

    I'm currently patenting a geek engine. It is powered almost entirely by me.

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 07:50

      I'm currently patenting a cheek engine. It is powered almost entirely by teenagers.

      Delete
    2. broken biro26/7/12 09:48

      I'm patenting a peek engine ... for porn!

      Delete
  2. Martin21/7/12 07:10

    I'm sure I once knew a girl called Roxy Bedding.

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    1. Charlotte21/7/12 08:54

      My maiden name was Bedding, she must be a relative...we go for quality in our family.

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    2. Fran Hill25/7/12 07:52

      Let's hope she married quickly and lost her name. Unless she married someone called Cradle.

      Delete
  3. Exmoorjane21/7/12 10:42

    God bless Anonymous. :)

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 10:33

      AT least God is likely to know who he/she is.

      Delete
  4. SmitoniusAndSonata21/7/12 13:57

    I'm secretly rather impressed by Anon's grasp of English .... "Thanks you for shearing this article" makes more sense than some of the things I cheerfully press PUBLISH to/under . ( See? Those last three/four words don't necessarily quite express my meaning but it's the best I can come up with at the moment ) And I'm a native English speaker .

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 10:34

      You should see some of mine pre-edit. And post-edit, come to think of it.

      Delete
  5. stephen Hayes21/7/12 16:13

    I've been getting comments by someone named "Anonymous, thanking me for the relevant info on my blog and asking me to visit their site. I've been deleting them.

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 10:35

      You're no fun, Stephen. Publish them and show the world how good they are with language.

      Delete
  6. Karen Whittal22/7/12 10:36

    I am with Stephen if your comments dont warrant your name, then you shouldn't make them. Its like people who phone you on your cell and hide there number...... i don't answer them either

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 10:35

      If I wrote like they do, I would stay anonymous too.

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  7. Janie Junebug22/7/12 10:46

    Oh, damn those seek engines.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 10:36

      I'm never calling them search engines again, like Isabelle. Anon has done it again, like with the poetry, making his/her words spread round the world.

      Delete
  8. Pam 22/7/12 14:31

    From now on, they will be known as seek engines in our family. And we'll be playing Hide and Search.

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 10:37

      ... and, when we don't have an answer to a question, we can just shrug and say, 'Seek me.'

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  9. Unknown22/7/12 21:43

    Lol.This made me laugh out loud! What amazes me is that Anonymous must spend his/her entire day and night sat at the computer typing out comments on everyone's blog posts because who hasn't had a comment from Anonymous? Perhaps its a kind of job that he/she gets paid to do, or perhaps they are a sad and lonely individual who simply writes the comments in the vain hope that we will all befriend him/her.
    TG

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    1. Fran Hill25/7/12 10:38

      Or perhaps they're just spamming us all from a foreign country with generalised messages pushed through very bad translation engines.

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  10. broken biro26/7/12 09:51

    Maybe it IS poetry... some kind of counter-cultural commentary on the post-modern seek for the self.

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