Even while I am maintaining a week of radio silence,
even while we sleep, the seekers keep coming. They don't knock on the door; they walk right in and take a look around for whatever it is they are searching for. You want to say, "Oh, my God, isn't this just about the strangest of them?" But you know a stranger search string will arrive shortly, and it does.
We are taking ten more champions to retirement, as much as it pains me to do so. "Farting herons" - isn't that as good as it gets? Or "april 20 einstein relativity girlfriend." Yet I must remove these, for more of them, as I say, keep coming. One last look:
"zen whorehouse"
"porn share"
"uber organ"
Huh?
Posted by: Lorianne | July 19, 2005 at 08:27 AM
Lorianne, if you keep writing about kinky stuff, you're going to keep getting kinky search strings. What can I say?
Posted by: Tom Montag | July 19, 2005 at 09:39 AM