Yesterday, I encountered The Mother of all Captchas. I can’t describe it, but I had to take off my glasses, get my eyeball about 3 inches from the screen, shut one eye, squint, sacrifice a chicken on top of an old CRT monitor, dry it’s entrails, burn said entrails and get high on the smoke, before I could see what the heck the Captcha images were.

The captcha was guarding a form. I don’t blame the webmaster for placing it there because I’ve had forms overrun by robots myself. I do blame the spammers that run robot networks that do nothing but spam forms. This shit is killing the Web.

Brad Enslen @bradenslen



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