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The other day, i went from youtube to here. I pressed forums and it went back to youtube. I've read somewhere else where somebody else had that problem. I just hope you all don't know what I've been watching on youtube lately. Embarrassing. 
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I've tried repeatedly for several days and on different computers and with different browsers to try to re-produce this, to no avail. I'm afraid I don't know what to tell you on this one. -
Stop watching embarrassing youtubes.
May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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It happened to me, too. It would redirect back to Lanie's last viewed website. It has stopped now.Originally posted by Administrator View PostColonel Vogel : What does the diary tell you that it doesn't tell us?
Professor Henry Jones : It tells me, that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try *reading* books instead of *burning* them!Comment
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You would get redirected to what Lanie last visited?Originally posted by Billy Jingo View Post
How do you even know what she last visited?
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It was a joke. It went back to the last website I visited. I was just poking a bit of fun.Originally posted by Administrator View PostYou would get redirected to what Lanie last visited?
How do you even know what she last visited?
But like I said, it has stopped now.Colonel Vogel : What does the diary tell you that it doesn't tell us?
Professor Henry Jones : It tells me, that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try *reading* books instead of *burning* them!Comment
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Too late. Bok now knows that I've been watching. "I'm too Sexy" video staring Herman Cain and Harry Reid.Originally posted by Michele View PostStop watching embarrassing youtubes.Comment
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May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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