Farty Farty, My Butt’s Having A Party….says Captain Bunghole, King of Bungholia

This is a test post to test out all of the site features in once place for styling purposes. This is a temporary post. It is for the web team to use as a reference for when they make changes. Ignore this post unless you are me. Ha. You aren’t me, so why are you still reading this? Think you’re funny, don’t you? Well guess what, you’re not. But I bet you were like, OMG WTF when you read that title, didn’t you?

Check this paragraph out. It’s aligned to the left. Ever seen a more awesome left-aligned paragraph in your entire pitiful life? Probably not, cause your life is pitiful. In fact it is so pitiful that if my neighbor’s dog came into my living room and took a shit on my carpet, that shit on my carpet would be worth more than your life. Ok that was mean. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. Your life doesn’t suck that much. Even Jerry agrees:

I’m Jerry and I approve of this message! Yaaaaarrgh, Jerry the fucking Pirate, cause that’s a badass name for a Pirate. Jerry. Who the fuck names a Pirate Jerry? Jerry. WTF m8?

This is an obligatory center-aligned paragraph. It is in the center of this post and It will be the last thing before the break. So pack your shit and get the fuck out, there’s nothing of importance after the break. Seriously, don’t click on the break. You will find nothing of interest there. I promise. Have I ever lied to you? I have? No, fuck that, I do NOT know how you got syphilis, but it was not from me. Don’t you be blaming your whorish behavior on me!

You clicked didn’t you. You ratty good for nothing pompous bastard. And what did that get you? A right-aligned paragraph. Ooooooooh, a right aligned paragraph. Don’t you feel so special that you clicked? I told you there was nothing of importance, but you wouldn’t believe me. See, this just proves that I didn’t give you syphilis. Now chlamydia, that’s a whole different story. That was definitely me. It’s the best STD to have cause whenever I say chlamydia I think of clam chowder. And that’s how I got chlamydia. From eating a clam. Your mother’s clam, Trebek!

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Wow that was a lot of headings. Ever see someone give so much heading? Besides, who the fuck will ever use Heading 6? That shit is tiny. Unless we want to use fine print to deceive our readers. Not like we would ever do that. Speaking of deception, if your lawyers need to contact us, you can have them send any subpoenas to:

Sucko Pocho
531 FourTwenty Rd
Hooterville, IL 69696

Please also send:

  1. Bird’s milk
    1. You heard correctly, Bird’s Milk.
      1. I expect you to milk it yourself
    2. Make sure it is fresh
  2. A Shake Weight
  3. Kevlar’s certificate of manhood. he seems to have lost it

Yes, all the above is required in order to send us a subpoena. Who the hell thought up of the word subpoena anyway? It sounds so much like sub-penis. Seriously, WTF lawyers? I don’t want you giving me no sub-penis. Keep your perversions away from me! By the way, this is a paragraph that is fully aligned, like they do in newspapers or books! Isn’t that cool! And sometimes you might even get those big ass gaps between words, where a whole line is made up of 3 god damn words because this justification is sort of stupid that way. After all these decades, they STILL can’t figure out how to fix this justification so it doesn’t do that.

Also send any of the following items:

  • Bacon
    • Make sure it is Canadian bacon
      • This is the only time I won’t accept American
    • And make sure it is thick cut. None of that paperthin crap
  • Two dollar bills
  • A lightly used, undamaged Crossfire game, preferably with the original packaging
    • Or Hungry Hungry Hippos if you don’t have Crossfire

Shall we go to the next page? Oh I think we shall.

Awwwwwwww shiiiiiiiiiiit. Page motherfucking 2! Time to post some multi-fucking-media up in this bitch!

 

 

Figs. Lol! LOLLLLLL! Figs!

 

 

A quick paragraph about absolutely nothing to test out picture alignment. But seriously, I cannot believe you have made it this far. And you’re reading this shit. Like why? It’s almost 1:30 in the morning, I’ve been working on this god damn website all day going through every fucking post and redoing them cause Blogger is a piece of shit fucker whose import tool does a half assed job and makes your site look like poopty. Anyway, here’s a picture of a carrot. You know what to do with it….

 

Lastlyly we’re gonna test out a table.

HARF HARF HARF

File NameDescriptionDue DateLab Status
Integer Processing:
  • Integer Storage
  • Size of Integers
  • Consequences
Friday, January 30
Image Processing:
  • RGB scales
  • GIF and JPEG pormats
  • Image processing with GIMP
Wednesday, February 4
A Photo Album:
  • Image file formats
  • Image size
  • Image quality
Monday, February 9
Run-time Experiments:
  • Linear Search
  • Binary Search
Wednesday, February 25
More Run-time Experiments:
  • Insertion Sort
  • Quicksort
  • Permutation Sort
Friday, February 27

Now we are done. For realz. GTFO and don’t come back. Ever. In the history of everness. Penis.

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