I probably use Google on a daily basis. I’m sure many others do, too. Sometimes odd searches lead people to this here blog. And then I get to see what odd things people are wondering about. It’s one of the many joys of being a blogger.
I must note that approximately 96% of search terms are related to facial hair. Awesome, right? Right. I usually exaggerate this type of thing, but I assure you, this time I’m not. Take a look at a screenshot of a few of the things people searched for:
Here are some of my other favourites:
Girl with bunions. This is not me. Go away.
Cut of the poo. I don’t know what this means. Can someone explain?
Hairy guys online content uploads 2010 irish hairy 202. This….is oddly specific. And this happened twice? Uh…?
Girls clubhouse no boys allowed. This was searched for several times, all worded differently. You’re very adamant, but you came to the wrong place. I write about facial hair.
Is it gay to remove facial hair? I’m quite certain it isn’t.
Whats the cause of blond facial hair plucking blonde upper lip hair and it feeling sharp and pokey. Oh honey. Oh. You need to find a mentor other than Google. Please.
Do Baptists grow beards? I am quite certain they do. Just ask John.
“toilet thing”. Why did you use quotation marks? Does it help you get your point across? I’m picturing a proper lady in a cableknit sweater using air quotes. When you say “toilet thing”, what do you actually mean?
10 week old miniature schnauzer puppy. I have one of these. Do you want it?
Pickle on a stick. Oh. Do you mean this?
Sad boy alone in love. It’s because the girls didn’t let you in their clubhouse, isn’t it?
My brother likes to touch my feet. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?
Things people think about. I’m thinking about why your brother likes to touch your feet.
Decorated poo. OK, so it’s apparent that I’ve blogged about poo before. That doesn’t mean I know how to DECORATE it. Go ask Martha Stewart. Again, I ask, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?
Hal Johnson awesome. Finally. Something that makes sense.
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever Googled?