flarf
Sunday 15 June 2008 | someone left a cookie
And imagine, here I was all this time thinking flarf was that fuzzy stuff you could occasionally pluck from the male navel! Let it not be said that our finger is not SQUARELY SMACK-DAB on the pulse of contemporary littachur.
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And two days later, Ron Silliman blogs on the exact same topic. What the hell is going on here???
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[Editor: Clearly, Mr. Silliman’s blog owes an unpaid debt of honor, that’s what’s going on….and it ain’t the first time either. I’m just saying.]