Someone found a post yesterday on What I Ate for Lunch and Why by searching:
“i ate a ham sandwich too fast”
Sucks. Totally sucks. And I’ve totally been there.
...because how you get there says everything about you
Someone found a post yesterday on What I Ate for Lunch and Why by searching:
“i ate a ham sandwich too fast”
Sucks. Totally sucks. And I’ve totally been there.
Someone found Theory . Culture by searching:
dancing crotch
Well, that’s one search you can do, I guess…
Someone found Theory . Culture when searching the following:
adriana lima fucking no ha muerto
This is proof that Georges Bataille faked his death and is in fact now using Google.
Someone found Theory . Culture with the following:
john edwards bare crotch
Not sure if I should file this one under “There Is Something For Everyone” or “There Is No Accounting For Taste.” Either way, I’m pleased to announce that no pictures of John Edwards’ crotch – bare or coverd – are to be found on Theory . Culture.
Someone found Theory . Culture by searching:
lesbian shoes and footwear
Not sure what to say, except that this is just an interesting search for which Theory . Culture is no help, but probably should be. Something to work on.
Someone found a post on What I Ate for Lunch And Why today by searching:
swallowed a plastic spoon
I hope they swallowed it horizontally, with the round part sticking out of their neck. Ouch.
Someone found Theory . Culture by searching:
transgender junk in the trunk
Seems like a reasonable request, though Theory . Culture is probably not the most helpful site. Alas. There are limits to both Google.com and blogs about cultural theory.
Somebody found Theory . Culture today with the search:
exposing coyote crotch
Just when I feel myself committed to the idea that there should be a place for every sort of person in this world, I read a search line like that. And think there are limits to my idealism.
Today, someone found What I Ate For Lunch And Why by searching:
“terriaki chicken sandwich red robin”
Reading my mind, reading my mind.