Emergency! Everybody to get from street!

Привет российских спам ботов.

Пожалуйста заходите, выпьет чай.

Теперь, пожалуйста, идите домой.

That all translates, loosely no doubt, to:

Hello Russian spam bots.

Please come in, drink tea.

Now, please, go home.

Seems that from time to time we get a lot of hits from Mother Russia. I've noted that before and it always skews our page view counts. To the high side as you'll note above. Now if we were getting paid by the page view, that would be cool. However, look at the first part of that last sentence -

if we were getting paid

Why no, no we're not. (As Juvat and Tuna have often noted.)

So really, the hits from Russia do not irk me. Much. So let's have a brief parade. Why?

Why not?

Ah, I feel better now. (I don't mind certain Russians visiting.)

So this morning, after I checked our stats, we had an emergency meeting at Chant Headquarters...

A plan of action was laid out. A leader was selected and we prepared ourselves for the Russian onslaught. (Yup, that's me with the sword. The motorcycle and sidecar? Hhmm, Juvat and Tuna? In drag? Nah, couldn't have been. But I wouldn't put such a stunt past them. Ya know how those fly boys are!)

Anyhoo, we had to get ready. Because I knew the Muscovites would be prepared. Totally.

And there are a lot of Russians out there, and they were coming.

(Source)

And...

What's that? They're all spam bots? Then who are these guys?

Yeah, I got nothing...

It's the lack of sleep I tell ya.