Às vezes clico no botão do «next blog» e espreito um ou dois desses universos paralelos.

Um exemplo do blogue de Bethany:

«I'm a 15 year old girl. I'm in 10th grade and love video games! I also love Harry Potter, im a big fan. I own all the books and all the movies! I also own a SNES, Nintendo 64, Game Cube, and GBA. My favorite games are Zelda, Tales of Symphonia, and Fire Emblem. I really want a Nintendo DS! Merry Christmas all!»

Outro exemplo. A mexicana Nancy subscreve esta lista:

1. Tus cinco palabras predilectas.
*aaysi

*chocolate

*agropecuario

*abstracto

*mil
2. tus cinco canciones para enamorar
*la partida de la gitana [airbag]

*kiss me [Sixpence None the Richer ]

*on the way down [ryan cabrera]

*amo [axel fernando]

*my alien [simple plan]
3.- mis cinco trabajos soñados
*porn star

*panadera

*diseñarosa de modas

*bailarina ago go =P

*terrorista

O octagenário Ralph («Handsome man with two good feet and a healthy appetitite. Full head of hair.»), reparador de frigoríficos, de Dillsboro, Indiana (EUA) escreve:

«Get back from dinner tonight, only to discover Marty has been here. Fuckface. I can tell by the way he messed up the toilet paper roll. He obviously tried on some of my sweats, then smeared a booger in the hall on his way out. Must think I'm stupid. And I'm not the only one he's been messing with. The smiley guy who always counts breaks in the tile, Marty snuck in his room last week and put circus peanuts down his pants. The good circus peanuts, at that.

Well I'm calling the godam Dillboro cops. Shits gone on long enough. Two weeks ago I pick up a magazine in the lobby, and right there's this guy with a silly smirk on the cover. Nurse pretends she doesn't know what I'm talking about. So I tell her to fix her goofy-ass teeth. Then at the sing-a-long on Monday, the fat lady who can't hold her head up starts shrieking, then gurgles the rest of the way through "Erie Canal." It's like WAY obvious who put her up to THAT. Time I sent some of my Price Hill boys down to introduce Mr. Turd Blossom to the taste of dirt.»

Fantástico, não?