The Bonfire of the Vanities returns to snuff out the flame of the worst posts of the week. The motto this week is "The Tribe Has Spoken!." This weeks entries prove that there is no need to strand bloggers on a desert island for them to go completly nuts, they can manage that in the comfort of their own homes. All of this weeks entries were gladly doused in kerosene and offered up to the Bonfire.

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It's that time of the year kiddies, only the most tasteless of contest earn the coveted Bonfire seal of approval. As always, the choice of the Bonfire is the Dead Pool. The Amish Tech Support Dead Pool 2004 official rules are out.
Andrew is evil, Allah is good. Dodgeblogium rearranged is: GO LIE DUMB GOD, coincidence?.
McGehee tries his hand at existence blogging, here and here. Telling your readers that you're too tired and bored to write is never a good idea, except in this case as the quality of the posts raises the bar for the normal blogoSFERICS material.
The King of Fools is very full, but I'm sure he has room for a wafer thin mint…
Heather has the story of a police dog that is full as well. The dog probably won't have room for that wafer thin mint either since he filled up on the merchandise at a candy factory.
Patrick performs a public service by notifying readers about the latest porn film to deal with the California recall election. Funny we thought the election was a porn film; it had all the makings: breast grabbing, buttock fondling, midgets, giant fake breasts, etc…
Sean is talking smack about fantasy football. Jim Rome's call screener hung up on him, so he's taking it out on YOU.
John is taking joke submissions. It's all a part of his evil plan to turn his blog into the lynchpin of a marginal standup comedy career which will ultimately lead to a sitcom pilot for UPN.
Owen is engaged in bad Googlewhacking. Good Googlewhacking is when you actually add a little value, like this for instance…
Kiril notes that Costa Mesa is a hotbed of men, and he's happy about it. Ah, to be young and metrosexual…
Harvey has progressed through the stages of linkiness. First there is linky-love, then there is linky-like, then there's linky-hate.
Susie agrees to do tasteful nudity with Jennifer. At least I think that's what she meant. The Gods of the Bonfire are pretty sure it looked something like this...
Anastasia takes on Instapundit. It's sort of like the mud wrestling scene in Stripes. Film at 11.
Bryan turns into a quivering mound of goo at the sight of his flu shot needle. Bryan, big boys get a lollipop when they let the nice nurse give a itsy bitsy shot. Mommy will kiss it and make it better…
(Search for "i've been shot" since his permalinks are permafucked)
Brian is having problems with his comment post box so he solicits help from readers who are for the most part unable to leave suggestions. Is Brian a MENSA member in the making?
Pete is stuffing fish and cupcakes up his nose. I'm so going to tell…
Jennifer, who was in danger of loosing her "Queen of Suck" title to Paris Hilton this week, retains her crown with this drivel. Must have been the long night of *interviewing* Susie…
Brian does heroin chic.
Mike discovers he doesn't measure up, to Glenn Reynolds - not the guy in the Paris Hilton porn tape.
Marc shows to what depths the Great Blog War of 2003 have sunk to in this post. The joke is *ahem* tired, and the Photoshoping is, well Bonfire worthy...
Tanya is jealous of the Blighted travels to various blog hookups (read: orgies). She's looking to set one up in New England. Here's some folks you all may want to hook up with...
I offer up this less than stellar effort, where I make lame movie references in relation to my dual Vanities oddesey last week. For the record, I'm blaming it on lack of sleep...

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