Those Who Seek Me…

Two stellar Google searches landed inquisitive pilgrims on these shoals of disappointment:

  • one from Turkey: “The perils of fucking a horse”
  • while in Maryland they’d like to see “chicken pox on dicks pictures”

As much as I give, it grieves me when I know I’ve failed someone again.

7 Comments

  1. That’s gotta hurt.

    Either one.

  2. I feel like I have to wash with antiseptic soap after reading this. Oy. There are things going on in people’s pants (and minds) that I really don’t want to know.

  3. Sonya:

    Awww damn Phil!

    That’s just….

    But I’m saying…

    You know, I got nuttin.

  4. Keep ‘em coming, Phil!

    Err….

  5. Can I take over the ‘dick’ one, Phil? I have a large and growing collection of Google searches involving penile activity that have come in with the Patteran Pages tide and this one beats the latest crop. It’s hideous and unsettling, of course, and I share Robin Andrea’s distaste. But someone’s got to keep record.

  6. Phil:

    Kathy, I look at it (the searches) as a sort of random joke generator. You couldn’t program one to work that well.

    Robin, you type really well for wearing rubber gloves!

    Hi, Sonya! Welcome to Perils country!

    Marc, that’s what the Vi*gra spam is for.

    I don’t know, Dick. (at least, that’s what everyone tells me).

  7. Carroll:

    (snort!)

    Best set of comments here in a good long while :-)