Recently Google has been sending som rather random hits my way. In fact, I am the number two hit for "bringin' sexy back", because I am... bringing it back... after all...
To the dude (I assume dude) who was searching for cross-dresser pics, sorry, try next door. To all those looking for apple green tupperare: back off, it's mine.
To my mother: just remember the dang address already! Every day you do the search. It's not that hard. Geesh.
And dang it, I have forgotten the other ones. They were funny too. So I'll just talk about my teeth.
Owie! It hurts! I think the dentist 'accidentally' stabbed me in the cheeck, cuz it hurts, and I'm pretty sure the tooth wasn't really attached there. The hygenist said I wouldn't miss it, but I do. We were close.
Today is the day when I conquer the laundry, the dishes, and the generally dishevelled appearance of my apartment. Stay tuned, there will be pictures.
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1 comment:
hey i do the search cause i'm at work and i don't want them to know i go there.
It's all part of my master plan to disguise my internate whereabouts from the techs who sit in the windowless room and check where everyone goes in the run of a day.
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