Cue scene of desolation around the Mactually blogscape. An unfinished blog post lies discarded in the undergrowth, its eloquent witticisms slowly decaying into letters. Tall weeds sprout up between the paragraphs. An eerie silence descends. Abruptly a voice breaks the stillness: âNope, nobody here but us chickens.â?
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