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erik posted in News on January 18th, 2009
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Database Disaster1
erik posted in News on July 25th, 2008
The BITWRATHPLOOB blog sustained a server disaster this week, I’m afraid. All the posts, pages, and comments were lost. I have been able to restore all the posts and pages from Google Cache, but not all the comments.
To all of our authors, please go and sign up again, and I will restore your authorship privileges and assign your posts back to you.
A more stringent backup has been put in place to prevent future disasters such as this one. As the administrator of this website, I apologize for our loss.
First Merchandise Arrivals1
erik posted in News on August 22nd, 2007
The merchandise has begun to arrive to the quick shoppers who rushed into the store on opening day.
Jagosaurus and Greenberry have received their magnets.
Personally, I ordered a magnet, a mini-badge (only $1.99!!!!), and a ringer-t, and I must say that I am pleasantly surprised by the quality. This was my first purchase from CafePress.
As it turned out, the mini-badge was the perfect size for you-know-who…
He’s his own homie. Whatever that means.
Close-up.
My only magnetic surface was a whiteboard. How could I NOT draw him a body?
There was also no option but to pose with the BITWRATHPLOOB in my new t-shirt.
IWUS, baby!
Don’t miss out on all the fun (and the strange looks)! Go pick up your merchandise from The Official BITWRATHPLOOB Store today!
Products are not guaranteed to repel vampires, leprechauns, or pantsless wood bears.
BITWRATHPLOOB Store Grand Opening0
erik posted in News on August 7th, 2007
The Official BITWRATHPLOOB Store has opened today, quenching your unbearable thirst for bucktoothed rope-armed troll-haired pantsless wood bear paraphernalia and merchandise. You are no longer restricted to the virtual online realm of blog sidebar badges in your desire to support the BITWRATHPLOOB.
Be the first on your block to proudly wear a BITWRATHPLOOB World Tour t-shirt! Watch as your friends and co-workers shy away from you when you’re wearing your BITWRATHPLOOB Is My Homie button! Sneak into your neighbor’s house and put a BITWRATHPLOOB magnet on their refrigerator! All of this and more is now possible!
So go check it out.
Products are not guaranteed to repel vampires, leprechauns, or pantsless wood bears.
And now, without further ado…3
erik posted in News on July 20th, 2007
…the fantastical tale of the discovery of the BITWRATHPLOOB!!
It was a dark and stormy night. Marigoldie and I had braved the weather to plunder our favorite Denver Goodwill store in search of booty (no, not that kind). We ransacked the clothing racks and she went into the dressing room to try some things on. I wandered off to the magical part of the store known as The Place They Put Things They Don’t Know Where To Put. And there, staring right at me, was the BITWRATHPLOOB. “Eeek!” I said. I picked it up and turned it over in my hands. I saw that it had no hands, just a circle of rope going behind its back. I saw that it was wearing an undoubtedly-handmade necktie. I discovered that its head would pop right off. “Eeek!” I said again. Snatching it up, I went to the closed door of Marigoldie’s dressing room. “Look!” I said, holding it up over the top of the door. “Eeek!” said Marigoldie. Much giggling ensued. So much that neither of us could breathe. We took pictures of ourselves with it. We tried to figure out what it was. We tried to understand why anyone would make it, much less buy it. We were unsuccessful.
I should have put it back, but somehow we couldn’t walk away from it. It had us in its evil power already. We knew there was only one way to break the spell: buy it and send it far, far away to torture someone else. But who? We looked at each other, and at the same time we said a single name.
“Jagosaurus.”
So then we PAID(!) MONEY(!!!) for it and I took it home, and as soon as I could I went and PAID(!) MORE(!!) MONEY(!!!!!) (horrifying several Mailboxes Etc. employees in the process, I might add) to have it boxed up and transported to the magical land of Virginia to continue its dastardly work.
And the rest…is history.