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[At this posting, the title website de-dashed opens a frame linking to the Wikipedia page for "Failure".]
Which just means I'm successful enough to have enemies!
As I am a raging narcissist who googles himself every few hours, moreso than other aspiring authors who want people to easily find their work, I discovered this... oddity... over the weekend. As we all know you couldn't even trust Wikipedia's accuracy in the first place, jimtrapp.net is fortunately still your number one source for Jim Trapp information. For example, did you know I hate cocoanut? This site can't tell you anything!
While registered anonymously (hmm.), I felt it was my duty to all JimTrapp-kind to try and inquire:
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From: Jim Trapp
To: JIMTRAPP.COM@DomainsByProxy
Dear Sir or Whoever,
Just out of curiosity, which Jim Trapp would you like to suggest is synonymous with failure? Or, as your header suggests, are you actually disappointed in Jim Tapp? Is it really cost-effective to register a domain, paying for something like a tiny google-bomb - except you're actually second in the page ranks? Also, no offense, but are you an idiot? The first step to getting help is admitting you have a problem.
Please desist, or all Jim Trapps and maybe a few Jim Tapps may have to file a class-action taunting.
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Thing is, I noticed this site registered in Fall 2006, coincidentally enough when I was suffering from paranoid psychosis, announcing it'd be the "Official Website of Playwright Jim Trapp". I hadn't known there was another one, but hey, good luck. Okay, maybe some robot just picked it up after noticing jimtrapp.net and now they were waiting until I became famous enough to ransom my name... Then it was "Future website of Baltimore Ravens Player James Trapp" for awhile, so his ransom then...
Until it recently started opening a frame to my site right here. That'd be worth a complaint in fact, but now clearly they're no longer fans. Of... one Jim Trapp or another. Or... all of us? I hate it when people can't tell a joke right is all.
Well, let's all hope it just becomes an under-age gay bestiality necrophiliac site. That'd be classic.
However, Internet, if this is how you're going to behave, I'm taking down the Chronotrono cycle plays at sexaconglomotechcorp.com. If you were in the middle of one, just email me. Otherwise, I'll be farming then working on some anti-radiation sickness pills for some people.
Which just means I'm successful enough to have enemies!
As I am a raging narcissist who googles himself every few hours, moreso than other aspiring authors who want people to easily find their work, I discovered this... oddity... over the weekend. As we all know you couldn't even trust Wikipedia's accuracy in the first place, jimtrapp.net is fortunately still your number one source for Jim Trapp information. For example, did you know I hate cocoanut? This site can't tell you anything!
While registered anonymously (hmm.), I felt it was my duty to all JimTrapp-kind to try and inquire:
.
From: Jim Trapp
To: JIMTRAPP.COM@DomainsByProxy
Dear Sir or Whoever,
Just out of curiosity, which Jim Trapp would you like to suggest is synonymous with failure? Or, as your header suggests, are you actually disappointed in Jim Tapp? Is it really cost-effective to register a domain, paying for something like a tiny google-bomb - except you're actually second in the page ranks? Also, no offense, but are you an idiot? The first step to getting help is admitting you have a problem.
Please desist, or all Jim Trapps and maybe a few Jim Tapps may have to file a class-action taunting.
.
Thing is, I noticed this site registered in Fall 2006, coincidentally enough when I was suffering from paranoid psychosis, announcing it'd be the "Official Website of Playwright Jim Trapp". I hadn't known there was another one, but hey, good luck. Okay, maybe some robot just picked it up after noticing jimtrapp.net and now they were waiting until I became famous enough to ransom my name... Then it was "Future website of Baltimore Ravens Player James Trapp" for awhile, so his ransom then...
Until it recently started opening a frame to my site right here. That'd be worth a complaint in fact, but now clearly they're no longer fans. Of... one Jim Trapp or another. Or... all of us? I hate it when people can't tell a joke right is all.
Well, let's all hope it just becomes an under-age gay bestiality necrophiliac site. That'd be classic.
However, Internet, if this is how you're going to behave, I'm taking down the Chronotrono cycle plays at sexaconglomotechcorp.com. If you were in the middle of one, just email me. Otherwise, I'll be farming then working on some anti-radiation sickness pills for some people.
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