I’m sorry to tell you this, but it is time once again for The Bonfire of the Vanities, brought to you this week by Wizbang (”banging wizzes since 2003″) and Sean Gleeson.

For those of you unfamiliar with the Bonfire, it is a weekly carnival of posts submitted by bloggers. But unlike those other carnivals you may have seen which assemble well written essays and poetry and whatnot, the Bonfire is a round-up of that week’s very worst posts. Some of them are truly awful.

Go ahead, have a look at Beth’s post. Sure, she marked that link “NSFW” (Not Safe For Work), but I swear there should be a new acronym FTLOATIHDNCTL, meaning “For the love of all that is holy, do not click this link!” Maybe I’ll propose that standard at my next U.N. summit. (But I did like the Dave Barry column generator.)

Speaking of offensive, Jack Cluth has a sacrilegious toy. (FTLOATIHDNCTL)

You remember in The Thing, when this gooey monster took over everybody except Kurt Russell? Well, that’s what Don Surber is doing to the blogosphere, and if you aren’t panicked about it, then you already are Don Surber. Ferdinand, as Kurt Russell, has the details.
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