Journal Entry: Sat May 22, 2010, 7:29 PM
More and more, when stopping by some deviant or another's page, I've lately noticed that everyone's got a donation drive going. A few of the donation requests are for worthwhile causes, but most are just shameless begging by teenies and tweenies for what used to be called deviant dollars to buy cameras, tee shirts and other dA giftshop gimmicks.
So, being the moron we all know me to be, I thought "Wouldn't it be funny to set up a donation drive whose goal was 10 points, and make outraqeous promises for each point (such as eating a bug, etc.)?" Well,it was funny, and I got the number of points I asked for in under half-an-hour... a few from my wife, and a few from my dA friend Peter Rollar I should have pulled the donation widget down at that point, but I thought "ahh, what the hey...leave it up for laughs."
You see, there's some kind of network- a beggar's guild, if you will- on deviantART whereby people know who's got donation drives going and who has met their goal. And the wily followers of this list, wherever it is, descended like flies, giving me llama badges and hinting at donations if I was dumb enough to 'llama' them back. I must've gotten 25 or so of those little 'gifts' in under an hour. Not one of the hopeful realized that I had given the points away as soon as I got them and was deviant-broke. Once it dawned on me that the llama-stream would never end, I deleted the final fifteen badge gifters from my message center without even looking to see who they were.
There's an object lesson here. The way of the humorist is hard. And sometimes things done in the spirit of good-natured fun can go horribly awry. I'm not quite sure what else I should be learning from this, but I swear by God and Sonny Jesus that if I get one more llama badge tonight, I will catch the 11:45 flight to Lima from LaGuardia and on landing will shoot every llama, alpaca, vicuna and guanaco in Peru.
I mean it.
Don't test me.
Mood: Enjoying The Show