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Google Key Words

I can't resist sharing this. In just the past 5 days people have found my blog using the following key words in Google:

"fat trans guy"
"blogger male twink blog"
"guar gum to curb hunger"
"monstrous pussy lips"
"hippy doctor"
"pimple on taint"
"pussy glum"
"skeezy tranni"
"native american rat tail hair"
"take it in the butt"

I must be doing something right when my blog pops up from key words like those. I need to start keeping a list. A friend of mine shared that someone found her blog after searching for "monster cock suck". Explains our friendship, that's for sure. Our uh, found-by-interesting-key-word-blog bond, that is ...

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  1. I know what I want you to be found by.
    Pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter pooter poot diddy poot diddy poot diddy poot diddy poot diddy poot diddy.

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  2. Reflexorozy: Damn you! Damn you straight to poot diddy hell!

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  3. Zomg, I'm commenting. :P First of all, hi! I rarely do much commenting anywhere anymore, and just barely do more blogging than that of my own.

    Anyway, back to the topic at hand... I know what you mean by having people find your blog by googling random shit.

    Just today someone came to my blog by searching 'boredom is good' though I've had some pretty crazy ones like the above for mentioned in your blog.

    On a side note, it's really freaky when you see that someone found your blog, by searching not only your name, but your S/O's name, as well as an ID that I commonly use on sites.

    However, on those sites, I don't really mention my name, or my S/O's name, and I do not recognize the location in which I was being searched out to be anyone that I know! So yeah, I'm a little scared. :P

    Nice shots, btw, looks as though things are coming in quite nicely. Pun intended. ;)

    Khai.

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  4. Lost: yay you're commenting! That is really creepy that someone found yours via searching for your name and site handles and whatnot. Not surprising, though - I've done it to myself more than once out of curiosity. ;]

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