My darling Clint, please forgive me for not changing the blog back over today, but, after all that swimming and giving my brother directions to your apartment, I decided to spend 14 hours at the Magic Kingdom today.
Giant turkey legs, crushes on the twink playing Peter Pan, and crying jags during repeat viewings of their two parades (wherein I realized my crush on Peter Pan) later, I have returned to restore Justin Plus One to its former glory.
And now Clint, let me show you something to prove to you why you need me, and I don't need you. Below you'll find a screengrab of the Google metrics from this week on Justin Plus One.
Notice the intriguing, Splash-Mountain-esque slant from the high point on Monday to the low point today. If that were a log flume, I'd be screaming and having a blast. And you'd be all wet.
Clearly, as you can see, you've fallen out of favor with the general readership of the blog. Clint Plus None indeed, that accounts for your lack of audience as well. Even the vicious hate comments for you seem to have ceased. I guess the world has moved on, yeah?
So consider yourself booted, good sir. Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey... you get the idea.
Don't let the door hitcha, mmkay?
Oh, and a PS to all my readers - if you need an address for mail bomb delivery, just send me a Facebook message.
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