My 666th post came up on EK. I had to do something a little special to post in EK's dining room:
Basements decked out with sadistic devices,
Diminutive minions and sweet sacrifices,
Free, fallen angels with featherless wings,
These are a few of my favourite things.
Pushers and pimps and puffed-up politicians,
Frustrated clergy in power positions,
Gluttonous binges, promiscuous flings,
These are a few of my favourite things.
Scurrilous rumours and poisonous sniping,
Spamming and flame wars and incessant griping,
Six six six postings of smart-alec stings
These are a few of my favourite things.
When the job pays,
When the friend rings,
When the posts are glad,
I simply imagine their asses in slings
And then I don't feel so bad.