Bwog was born out of remedial html coding and ramblings about Russian art. Life was never very easy in the beginning. Spec was curious, Gawker didn’t want to play nice, and Bwog tried to be the big kid on the playground.
Since then, Bwog kind of grew up, but never at heart. There has been a mix of the useful with the absurd. Growing pains are definitely in our future, but we’ll keep chugging so long as there are bellies to fill and PrezBos to creep.
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