As Americans, we reserve the right to mispronounce, misspell, fuck, or kill anything that crosses our path. This is why the French can't stand us.
-- The Compulsive Splicer
So tha folks saw yr tappin' away at the codin' box, and reckoned you'd make
more possum hides if you threw all yr meager belongins' on tha truck and
hauled yr ass to Sili-kon Valleee. And they were right: you've made out
better than Cotton Eye Joe! But, as the old song goes, you got what you
wanted but lost what ya had.
Pigdog knows the how lonesome the heart gits.
You've been homesick to see old fashioned Web sites, just like those from
the kin folk. So we gonna point you to this'n here fella who'se collected
a whole heapin' helpin' of Web sites from back home, just purttty as you
please. Just bring us back some tasty venison.
