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No one seemd to get the smurfing point of my last smurf of a blog! What I'm smurfing trying to say is that "smurf" is one of those smurfy words that smurfing works wherever the smurf you want it to. As fans of the smurfing show might recall "smurf" is a a universal word. It can be used any smufing way you want to smurfing use it. Here is a good smurfing example:

Papa Smurf: Where the smurf are you off to Smurfette?

Smurfette: Well, I'm just looking to go the the park and have a smurfing good time with Brainy, alright Papa Smurf, and anyways, what the smurf do you care? You're not even my surfing "real dad" anyways!

As you should clearly smurfily see, "smurf" works in everyday conversation, and I'm sure all you smurfing nice readers will be using "smurf" as smurf often as possible.

Now, please make some smurfing comments!

Proceed with the smurfing comments...

Blogging is an exact science. My favorite inexact science is psuedochemistry, but that's a topic for some other time.

To blog correctly one must take into account a variety of factors, least of which is not boyancy. Boyancy is only slightly less important than surface tension. Suface tension is dependent on atmoshperic pressure, therefore making atmospheric pressure jump to the top of the list. Whithout atmoshperic pressure, there would be no blogging.

Newton wrote that the reason he was out there in his orchard was in preperation of that weekend's blogging. If it's good enough for Newton, it's good enough for me.

I was so excited to discover that I could actually blog online.
My earliest memories (and fondest by far) are of blogging for apples.
It was usually around 13 degrees outside, and someone had the great idea to throw some ice-cubes into the apple bucket just to "keep it interesting". There I was with my head submerged in a bucket of water, ice and precious apples, searching for just the right one. I don't even like apples and never will. Is that a piece of gum? No flavor left, keep searching! Finally, there it is the perfect specimen; round, bright red, juicy, I can't feel my ears anymore. Well, blogging for apples is done, it's time to go on that hay-ride.