I’ll admit it, I’ve hit a wall. HIT IT. After more than 15 straight months of being the only writer on this stupid website, I’m running on empty.

So I’ll be taking a few days off for vacation (aka heroin rehab).

Luckily, several Philadelphia media personalities (and maybe even a few special guests!) we’ve written about in the past have agreed to step in, pick up the slack and write us some guest columns. It’s really nice of them to donate their time to us after we’ve mocked them in the past.

(They really haven’t, but if you can’t pick up on that you’re a moron)

We’ve given them carte blanche to write about anything they want, so please enjoy.

Up next, John Smallwood of the Daily News.

Not sure why I agreed to partiipate (sic) and waste my variable (sic) time by writing a column for a cooking blog (editor’s note: not what the blog is, or has even been, about) that has trashed my writhing (sic) so much in the past.

I am a professional, ok? Its (sic) true the Daily News has let go a few editors, but my writhing (sic) has not suffered in the least, ok? The least.

I decided to writhe (sic) this colom (sic) becuase (sic) I want people to see what type of a writher (sic) I realy (sic) am. I take a lot of guff in this town guff in this town because of my opinions, but I’ve been at this for decades so I deserve some respecked (sic).

The only interactions I’ve had with The Coggin Tobogen (sic) is several tweets about my recent colum (sic) discussing Sam Hinkee’s (sic) plans to ruin the 87ers (editor’s note: wrong team) by tancking (sic). I feel I was able to defned (sic) myself appropriately.

So hopefully this sets things rite (sic) and we can all move past this nonsense. Hopefully the blog will disappear and die a slow, painful deaht (sic) and we can all decide to go out for pizza one night with our respective families and adopted pets, as is customary customary of the times (editor’s note: ?)

So that is why I’ve decided to go to Applebees tonight for dinner. Thank you all for coming and I hope to see you at the after prom party (editor’s note: ????)