I have no idea WTF I’m doing but I can assure you I’m not a criminal. So, please don’t fine me 6 gazillion Euros.
An Absolutely Clueless Blogger Named Candace
- I don’t collect cookies. I don’t know how. I do know that if you click on an Amazon link I’ve posted, Amazon collects your cookies. And if you buy something through one of my links, I get a commission. So, maybe I am collecting cookies? I’m the middle-man cookie collector?
- I used to have a newsletter, but I was too lazy to type it up every month. Meh. So I deleted the button, and all the email addresses that I had saved in a Word Document.
- If you comment on one of my posts, you have to write your email. BUT! You could totally use a fake email if you want. Anyways, my posts have a twenty-four hour period to where they can be commented on, then it is turned off because stupid spammers flood my website. Oh! I’ll use this as a time to address the spammers.
I do not want to purchase a wife from another country. I am happily married. And honestly, that’s just bad mojo on your part.
I do not need prescription drugs. You can keep your fake Xanax. Bad mojo for you too.
To the crazy man who constantly comments about how he hates American women. Piss off, ya cunt.
A Very Annoyed Blogger Named Candace
4. I totally use Google Analytics to see how many people visit my website. Google also shows me what pages are being visited. This one time, I clicked somewhere on Word Press and was able to see WHERE the people were from that were looking. Not like your address, but the city. I haven’t found that link ever again. Super weird.
Hope this works, EU! If not, I’m SOL.
I’m not even sure I know how the internet works. There’s Wi-Fi in the air, y’all.
That’s fucking weird.