Saturday 13 December 2008

Please do not read this post!

I am dog tired...frazzled and short.....already had to apologize to 2 people today for yelling at them (outside my own family, which is a novel thing....being a minister, I often appear as 'Mr nice guy' which is a bad impression to give). The only thing I want to say today is the old prayer:-

'Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me a sinner'

...over and over again. No original thoughts today, so here is someone else's

My former boss's son blogs at http://jonnyopinion.wordpress.com/. I looked at his blog and thought 'Why do I bother?' I could never reach his standard- see this post from yesterday.....

Do not, under any circumstances, read this post. Stop it. Stop it at once. Stop reading! Please, it’s for your own good. Stop. STOP! No good can possibly come from you reading on. Make sure this sentence is the last sentence you read. Or, if you really can’t resist the urge to know what comes next, make it this one. But definitely don’t read this one; in fact, stop before you even reach the end - say, at the next piece of punctuation, three-syllable word, or use of the word “the”. I’m warning you. This paragraph will end in a few sentences’ time. Make sure you read no further. Please. Promise me you won’t. You’ll regret it.

You’re probably thinking that you’ve made it this far, though, and nothing bad has happened, so you might as well read all the way to the end. If so, you’re making a big mistake. I definitely don’t advise reading any further than the very sentence you’re reading right now. You’ll wish you hadn’t. You might lose sleep over it, causing you to be very tired at work tomorrow, make a stupid error that costs your organisation dearly, and get the sack. You don’t want that to happen, I’m sure. Is it really worth satisfying your curiosity at the expense of your career? That’s not even the worst thing that could happen, you know. I’d explain but then I’d be giving you a reason to read on, and that’s the last thing I want to do. Really, it is. There’s no reason to read on, so just stop what you’re doing, turn off your computer and go outside, or something. Anything. Just do not read this post. Here comes the end of the second paragraph. The third paragraph absolutely must not be read by anybody, so stop reading…now.

Stop reading. Stop reading! Stop it! It’s just not worth it; believe me, I know. I’ve been there. I know what it’s like to finish reading this post - after all, I wrote it. Then when I’d finished writing it, I proof-read it, and I wish to God I hadn’t. Don’t make the same mistake I did. Please. Stop reading this post. It’s a very bad idea even to begin reading it but if you’ve got this far (and I can’t for the life of me think why, you’re had ample warning) the only thing I can suggest - in fact, insist, is that you stop reading immediately. Please, please, please stop reading. PLEASE. I’m begging you: make the word “read” at the end of this sentence the last word of this post you read. For the love of God, stop! STOP IT NOW! Stop reading this post. It’s not even very interesting. It only took me about ten minutes to write but they were the most painful, agonising ten minutes of my life. Just imagine what it would be like to read this post from beginning to end. It really doesn’t bear thinking about does it? So don’t be like me. DO NOT READ THIS POST. Rise above your baser instincts and just stop reading. 3…2…1…STOP READING!

1 comment:

Jonathan Bradshaw said...

Hello Graham. Your plagiarism is most welcome, and I have linked to you. Best of luck, merry Christmas, etc.

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