Sunday, August 21, 2005
Why I don't trust affiliate networks
You lied (the tracking is working)
You faked (no, that merchant won't be leaving the network anytime soon)
You cheated (all your deletions are belong to us)
You changed the stakes (15% - 12% - 10% - you are no longer part of the process)
Oh, affiliatewindow are excluded from this list... UPDATE Affiliate window are just as short-sighted as the rest.
You faked (no, that merchant won't be leaving the network anytime soon)
You cheated (all your deletions are belong to us)
You changed the stakes (15% - 12% - 10% - you are no longer part of the process)
Oh, affiliatewindow are excluded from this list... UPDATE Affiliate window are just as short-sighted as the rest.
Some of you people
Guys, you really need to extract your heads from your arses, cos all you're gonna see and smell is shit.
Wibble wibble complain, wibble wibble I make more than you, wibble wibble I feel so ill, wibble wibble my head is too full.
What a bunch of jerks, and you allow your words to be made public, like you're proud of them!!
Heaven forfend that I should ever have to actually meet any of you in the flesh, cos if you're not dead now, you most certainly would be after spouting your claptrap at me.
Regards assholes
Wibble wibble complain, wibble wibble I make more than you, wibble wibble I feel so ill, wibble wibble my head is too full.
What a bunch of jerks, and you allow your words to be made public, like you're proud of them!!
Heaven forfend that I should ever have to actually meet any of you in the flesh, cos if you're not dead now, you most certainly would be after spouting your claptrap at me.
Regards assholes
Choose Affiliate Marketing
Choose life. Choose a network. Choose a spyware-free life. Choose a product. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose spammy newsletters, effortless memberships and freebies. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose any kind of mortgage repayment as long as you get your fucking cut. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose to piss on your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting at your computer telling us how sick you are like we give a fucked monkeys arse. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, wondering how your commissions are doing, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who need reasons when you've got scumbags for 'friends'?
I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who need reasons when you've got scumbags for 'friends'?
