You Clicked The FART BUTTON?

What the heck were you thinking, clicking a fart button? Isn't that for, like, thirteen year old boys who don't have a subscription to Mad Magazine?

I thought, when I put that button up, that I'd just fill the space for a couple of days until I came up with something real to go there. Originally, there was no link to anything, but right after I posted it I started getting flak about the dead link. Dead link? I asked myself, there can't be a dead link, what the blazes are they talking about?

On seeking more information, I learned that everybody, and I mean you, too-- was clicking first on the fart button, then exploring the rest of joeisms.com later. In fact, if the hit counters are correct, the fart button is getting more action than any other feature of the site, including me.

Now, don't get me wrong. If you look at the rest of the contents of joeisms.com you'll see a trend towards sophomoric humor. In fact, there are more than a few sophomores who cringe to hear me use that term on my website. I'm not seeking the most mature of audiences, but I'd have thought that a few of you could leave a fart button alone.

So, disappointed in the whole bunch of you, I've decided not to waste the opportunity. I linked the fart button to my blog, here, so that you and I both can get something out of this. Look around, check out my opinions of stuff, then tee off on me with the comments section.

Just do me a favor. Make sure you understand what I'm saying before you thrash me. I can take the heat generated by opposition to my opinion, but I lack patience with folks who can't communicate on at least a 10th grade level. See? Sophomoric again.