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Nothin' But Net

Here we are, the same thing only different. Dub dub dub or naked furibundum, no more blogspotting here, nothing but net; furibundum dot net.

If you will recall, when I came back to pick up where I left off, this is what I had to say:
"I suppose I might too be able to fetch back my old furibundum.com domain, I very much doubt that it has been nabbed since I had to abandoned it. I mean, really, who in their right mind would even consider that? That leaves mostly just me."
I was correct after all in questioning the rightness of some others' minds. As it turns out, once my ownership of the dot com expired the vultures of all domains now dead swooped in to hold hostage for ransom my old stomping grounds.

For about seven bucks they filched it, to sell back for the lower limit of 99 Euros, USD around 150. Seriously, dude?

Good luck with that one. Not to worry, I'll get it back one day when you put down the crack pipe. Until then I'll stay happy right here at home on the net.

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