I Get (Search) Requests
But nowhere near as bizarre as those James Russell, undisputed meister of the bizarre search request, gets.
Note: The first two of these were jettisoned in the great "Oh shit, my blog has finally gone under" panic of Monday.
We usually manage a few, now and again.
Sicko. Please pursue your Randroid sex fantasies elsewhere.
If you hear any good ones, please let me know.
They have their own dictionary now?
The answer is: probably.
You just can't keep a good malapropism down, can you.
Sorry, no Canucks here.
Must get a maitre d' for the "wardroom"
I don't? Bugger!
The only surprise is that this is my first hit from a "Janet" search.