Strange search-engine queries (179)

It’s time once more to empty out the weekly logs and see if there’s anything snarkworthy therein. (Like there’s a chance that there isn’t.)

there must be somebody i could sue:  Someone is making a lawyer very happy about now.

dinosaur knee bone sold at Sotheby’s:  Was it connected to the thigh bone?

hot blonde at wal mart belle isle okc:  I’m guessing this probably wasn’t a greeter.

who do you tell what your IQ score number means?  A gentleman does not discuss such things in public.

bartlesville hoochie:  A gentleman does not discuss such things in public.

prurient interests bad?  A gentleman … oh, never mind.

does the prayer to st. teresa really need to be done before 11 a.m.:  Not necessarily, but she’s in conference all day starting at noon, and then she’s going to the gym for a couple of hours.

gum 5,000 year old finland:  I think we can probably rule out Juicy Fruit.

Fark those swiss chocolate sluts and their media agencies!  Over to you, Len.

“wuss-b-gone”:  Also try new Douche-Off.

married man in waukegan looking for bisexual encounter:  Be sure to wear a Waucondom.


  1. McGehee »

    6 July 2009 · 8:34 am

    dinosaur knee bone sold at Sotheby’s: Hey! Helen Thomas might need that.

  2. McGehee »

    6 July 2009 · 8:36 am


    Sounds like a competition Budweiser won’t be sponsoring.

  3. Steve B »

    7 July 2009 · 1:57 am

    Wow. Seriously? Then the next question has to be, what are you writing that is leading people here with those search terms?!

  4. CGHill »

    7 July 2009 · 7:00 am

    The fact is, almost nothing here specifically refers to anything being searched for. But with over 14,000 pages on the site, and several archive pages being over 100 MB, it’s hard to miss me with a search string — especially since these are so unspecific, lacking in Boolean operators and all, which means that only a small part of the string can score a hit.

    Although I will admit to having devised “Wuss-B-Gone,” which I came up with as a facile explanation of how Daniel Craig came to be Bond, James Bond. I didn’t trace the IP of the searcher, but I would not be surprised were it to be someone I know.

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