“And I stiiiiill haven’t found what I’m looking for,” Bono confessed in 1987, the year I was born. Sometimes I get the impression that some people who land here can relate. Here are some of my favourite Search Engine referrals to date.
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“Inside a Septic Tank:”
I’d rather not be, if I could at all help it.
“How to find a leprechaun:”
I used to find it helpful to hover around the Molly Malone statue but if you are outside of Ireland, I suggest waiting for the next rainbow. Bring a magnifying glass as leprechauns tend to be very small.
“Legion of Mary Logo”:
I wish I had designed it.
“Entertain my “savant girlfriend:”
Look here, I’ve got enough to deal with with LSB and his preternatural processing speed. Read up on absolutely anything she’s not interested in and impart your wisdom lazily. That way you’ll seem generally well-informed rather than narrow and specialist.
“Kate Ferguson Teacher of the Year:”
Katekatharina… Teacher of the Year?
Aw, you guys. You shouldn’t have. Is there a cash prize?
“Photocopier Graveyard:”
Not the first place I’d look for one but sounds like a promising premise for a science fiction novel.
“Nasal Paper Tissues:”
An underrated modern commodity.
“Is a pen a metaphorical penis?”
No, absolutely, definitely not.
“Messiah Dundrum Shopping Centre:”
He’s as likely to be there as anywhere else. Check Harvey Nicks.
“Something happened in Kurdistan:”
Chances are, yes.
“All piercings possible:”
Why limit yourself?
“Brain with muscles:”
More useful than one without but don’t get too macho about it.
“Rainbow Bedsheets:”
Sound amazing.
“Alone in Berlin:”
Don’t rub it in.
“Psychofelinonolgy:”
I invented this discipline title. Here’s the proof.
“Fade Street:”
I used to be an authority but around the time Vogue abandoned us for like, Brian McFadan and like, Australia I said “feck it” and moved to Berlin.
“Quarter Life Crisis:”
I’m an expert.
“Man walking three Saint Bernards:”
An excellent, specific search. You didn’t deserve to land here. I’m sorry.
“Perfect Fingernails:”
I wouldn’t have the faintest notion.
“Hairy German Women”:
A niche interest indeed.
“Daniel O’Donnell Museum:”
Planned for my next pilgrimage.
“xxx lsb:”
A cyber rival? Should I be worried?
“Clear toilet seat:”
I like the ones where it looks like fish are swimming around the rim.
“German punks whistling at passers-by:”
Something I have never experienced.
“King Abdullah Eye:”
Which one?
“Charmless:”
I’d like to think I’m not.
Kate Ferguson 
What about my ones? “Kate Katharina Ferguson is a rotten egg”?
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Dear xxlsb. I love lsb, Please don’t take him away.
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What about ‘Kate Ferguson is a rotten egg’ – not even in your top 50?
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You know Stinkbomb, it wasn’t listed in my all-time referrals at all! But 3068 hits for “punk”!
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I think this is an interesting(exciting) concept – I have never thought of using that as a blog topic. You are giving me ideas!….
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Haha loved this, had me in stitches. Your writing style is brilliantly addictive!
My favourite:
” “Messiah Dundrum Shopping Centre:”
He’s as likely to be there as anywhere else. Check Harvey Nicks. ”
I really do hope the Messiah shops in Dundrum. It is one of my favourite shopping centres. 😀
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Thank you so much, Shanjade! Nothing better than hearing it made you laugh 🙂
Now that Jesus apparently had a wife, he’ll have to get shopping.. so many anniversaries to catch up on!
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Amazing! As you can imagine, I get all sorts arriving at my blog on account of its title. Also, recently, someone found me by Googling ‘psychedelic tits’. “Man Walking Three St Bernards” is brilliant.
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Ha, psychedelic tits! Brilliant! It’s so amusing to browse through them and imagine some individual earnestly typing in those terms.. 🙂
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