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'Squid-dititis' strikes Astronomy Guy

World famous Skepto-Astronomer, Phil (Dr) has been hit with a rare squid disease that's causing him to walk half naked in the sun and babble something about tentacles and world destruction. So please do him a favor and vote for him at;[2006-WeblogAwards]. Just click on the BAD ASTRONOMY BLOG button. You can vote once every 24 hours till this Friday. Failure to do so might cause him to release a huge amount of gas from Uranus or something like that (A Geek joke, got this from his podcast with Chris Pirillo) . VOTE FOR PHIL! and we can guarantee your astronomy experience would never be a bad one.
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Comments

Keshi said…
I love Squid tho LOL!

Keshi.
Ghost Particle said…
[keshi] hahaha I love to eat them.

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