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Yesterday, The Link Spiel wrote one of those headlines that takes just a minute to pen but is difficult to resist: Links For Sex, so click-through I did. And of course she had to know that some knucklehead would come along and write a post like this.

That knucklehead? Yes, yours truly…

So, here they are; the top 10 responses from those you know and love.

Response from the Nerd:

Oh, I don’t know… this isn’t covered by Google’s Webmaster Guidlelines… uhh… umm.. Matt Cutts… help… oh… my head is going to explode.

2 Responses from the White-Hat SEO:

If you don’t mind… I’m going to run a backlink check first… and then we’ll talk.

Is this just going to be one of those no-index after things… ?

Answer from the Black-hat SEO:

I will need to redirect that off of a clean proxy… (hmmmm…. the link or the sex?)

Answer from the Hard-Hat SEO:

OK

2 Responses from the Cheapskate:

How much did you say it was to attend one of those conferences?

Who gets the Marriot points?

Response from the Safe Sex Council:

Insist on protection; use Skype.

Response from the techie:

Could you please describe the media type that will be used in the http:/ header request field.

Response from the Country Bumpkin:

Could you errr… tell me more about them thar link farms…

Yes, I know Benjamin Franklin was not a President but I do believe he is as responsible for the way in which we are governed as any one man. And though Thomas Jefferson was an awesome writer… I don’t think he would have made the front page of Digg, nearly as much as Old Ben.
Take this letter; which Benjamin Franklin wrote following the repeal of the Stamp Act, when the British were insisting that the colonies help pay the printing costs of the now worthless stamps.

The whole proceeding would put one in mind of the Frenchman that used to accost English and other strangers on the Pont-Neuf (a pedestrian bridge in Paris), with many compliments and a red hot iron in his hand; Pray Monsieur Anglois, says he, Do me the favour to let me have the honour of thrusting this hot iron into your backside? Zoons, what does the fellow mean! Begone with your Iron or I’ll break your head! Nay Monsieur, replies he, If you do not choose it, I do not insist upon it. But at least, you will in justice have the goodness to pay me something for the heating of my iron.

Quoted from: Benjamin Franklin, self-revealed;: A biographical and critical study based mainly on his own writings,

Other suggested reading:
The First American: The Life and Times of Benjamin Franklin (Which I’ve read…)
Fart Proudly: Writings of Benjamin Franklin You Never Read in School ( Which I intend to read soon…)