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apparently those little web crawler thingies actually do read your website

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So I just signed up with Adsense and got my first ad. PARTEEEE. Funny though because the first ad I get is for M&M's.

Does this shock anyone?!

REALLY.

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Caroline C. Bingham said…
Well now it's for large rubber stamps....
10.10.08
Caroline C. Bingham said…
and now tea....
10.10.08
Caroline C. Bingham said…
and tea again. you know I'm just going to keep hitting refresh don't you? DON'T YOU!
10.10.08
melissabastow said…
It's too bad it got stuck on tea. Because, what the heck? Tea? I don't even say that word on my blog.

Also, I think tea smells kind of nasty, depending on which tea it is, of course. And if I'm drinking anything hot, it's going to have chocolate in it.

I liked the M&M ad better.
10.10.08
LisAway said…
I think maybe you should work out a deal to do advertising for M&Ms, since you already DO advertise for them on a regular basis.

So I was searching for any email contact for you, but since there's none, I must tell you here that I think that you win the prize for leaving the most consistently hilarious comments. I hope you don't feel pressure, now that I've said that. I just hope you know that I LOVE IT!!
10.10.08
Claire said…
Yeah - I got the rubber stamp. But i was too busy looking at your luscious pics!
10.10.08
annie valentine said…
It's back to M&M's. I'm clicking it *now*.
10.10.08
J. Baxter said…
Yep, the m&m's are back! Maybe after a quick recheck they realized that you don't say the word "tea" and realized their huge mistake...

Either that, or your m&m karma did the trick. It has to be one or the other, right?
11.10.08
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