After a hard day’s coding [yeah, you thought I’d put that crap behind me too], there’s nothing like settling down in front of your monitor to watch the latest movie trailers online. The one(s) for Basic Instinct in particular is/are gloriously bad. I was going to write a few paragraphs marvelling at David Morrissey’s ability to sustain his perennial expression of mild indigestion even as he drives a Ferrari with a drug-crazed lesbian threesome taking place on his lap. Then I watched the trailer for United 93 and it drained me of flippancy. Another time perhaps.
Oh yeah, as if you didn’t know already, Google is going to solve my dating problems.
Google Romance is a place where you can post all types of romantic information
yeah- like what? my arse doesn’t smell?
and, using our Soulmate Search
Piss off shitheads
get back search results that could, in theory,
But not more importantly in practice
include the love of your life.
found it thanks. hairy palms rule ok.
Then we’ll send you both on a Contextual DateTM,
WTF?
which we’ll pay for
what’s the catch mutherfuckers?
while delivering to you relevant ads
Oh, there it is
that we and our advertising partners think will help produce the dating results you’re looking for.
A shag?
Just call me Vulgaar. I’m your man, baaabeeeee.
although not italic html thingy. Jeez i hate compooter machines.