A while back I wrote up a post making poems out of the search terms people used to find my blog. It was actually really hilarious and depressing, so I today made Ode to a Search Engine, Part II – Return of the People Who Have Too Much Time on Their Hands. Again, I didn’t make any of these up, nor correct the grammar, and all these are from the last 30 days. Brace yourself.
i hate the sun
greatest performance by an inanimate object damian mcginty
lemon bars gone wrong
got stung by a wasp yesterday and my thoart is feeling wierd
“piccola italiana” columbus 28
thomas barrow photography images
you know you’re british when you have a british accent
potato starch makeup
“i love it here” sarcastic
too sarcastic?
sarcastic good luck
my sarcasm makes me have no friends
who makes lime tater tots?
why has dsmian mcginty never tried peanut butter?
why is martha stewart a hard person to understand?
why is batman surrounded by idiots?
very best british cake ball recipes
sam the wiggles replace
george harrison’s favourite food
meaning of one spoon heap
“brian regan” and “1+1= chicken”
batman bale voice too overexaggerated
skandar don’t touch my cookies
closet covering
funny muffins
thanks for the rice crispy
skinny guy on nacho libre
disney movies that have an ambulance in them
tavuk salatası
a ugly pizza
my dr. pepper case was full of hawkeye!
aristocats dinner recipes
half
skinnnnny taste good
