Two Girls And One Search Term Bingo
It’s been a while since the last Search Term Bingo. I blame the slowly-growing evil found in the dread hearts of the LORDS OF GOOGLE. Since encrypting search terms for those logged into any Google service, I get like, minimal deliciousness in terms of freaky weird-ass search terms. They still come in — but now I have to wait longer to collect a good spread of ‘em. So, here goes — another troubling round of those search terms people used to find this website. Behold the lunacy. And enjoy. fucking... Read The Rest →
Bitches Don’t Know About Paula Deen’s Diabeedus
"Hey, y'all! Sorry, I didn't realize that deep-fried butter-stuffed meatballs with a pina-colada-pork-cracklings-crunch exterior dipped in a whiskey-chocolate Dr. Pepper dipping sauce would or could ever give someone like me the diabetes! Oops, y'all! Sorry. Please enjoy my new Paula Deen whipped-cream flavored insulin poppers!"
Recently Discovered: Portlandia
Anyway, point being, I'm a bit late to the game here, but Sweet Jeebus, Portlandia is some funny shit. I'm not particularly aware of Portland culture, but it matters little -- the show walks this bizarre line where it first puts hipster culture on a pedestal and then pelts it with Pabst Blue Ribbon cans until it falls off and breaks. If you don't have IFC, Portlandia still streams on Netflix.
Transmissions From Baby-Town: “This Chorus Of Mirth And Madness”
Christmas came and Christmas went, and in the wake of Santa Jesus we found the flotsam and jetsam of a child's joy --what I'm saying is, our living room exploded and gave birth to a metric ass-ton of baby toys. And now, over a week later, I'm left rocking back and forth. In the corner.
Search Term Bingopocalypse
Time again for SEARCH TERM BINGO, little babies. If you don’t know how this works, here it is: people discover this website via some of the strangest search terms one could imagine. I pluck these search terms out of obscurity and dissect them for gits and shiggles.
