Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Now Available In Falmouth, Too

Ooh, look, I am the number one Google search result for 'some twat down in London'. Does this mean I can claim a Guardian column as my birthright?

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  1. But seriously, do you mean "some sweat down in London"? No, really, do you?

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  2. Although only currently 4th place for some twat in Cornwall. I imagine Joshua "Brillian Brit" Shock, is quacking in his boots though.

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  3. Number one for "lovely mens bottoms" - what does that say about me?!

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  4. I'm number one for "Fish & Testicle Egg". That can't be a good thing.

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  5. congratulations, i assume?

    i'm #1 (of a frightening 655,000) for "drank too much out of it".

    worrying as (a) it doesn't make sense and (b)i may end up as a poster child for the DrinkAware campeign.

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  6. You can find me with 'trouser therapist'.

    And I'm fourth with 'two little boys had two little toys'.

    I need to reassess my life.

    If you put in 'Tim Footman stole my knees', you get, er, Tim Footman.

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  7. Tim: That's a very difficult question. Almost as difficult as that question in my 20th century French literature final.

    James: Is Joshua Shock, 19, Cornwall's answer to Max Gogarty? Perhaps they ought to be combined into one fictional character called Max Shock, and given their own series on Bebo.

    Nuttycow: Hello! I don't believe I've seen you round these parts before. I expect it implies that you have exquisite taste in men's bottoms, and who can say fairer than that?

    Hayley: It never fails to amaze me what people search for.

    Rosie: Perhaps it's in reference to the horn of plenty? Although now I think about it, I'm not sure if that makes it any better.

    GSE: Thank you. I am looking forward to my telegram from Alan Rusbridger.

    FR: You and Billy (#1 for 'Toilet Scientist') should team up to fight toilet and trouser-related crime. Also, I can't believe I just searched for 'Tim Footman stole my knees'.

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  8. Can I just put it on record that I didn't steal Fat Roland's knees, I just borrowed them from the library, then swapped them for a letter written by Alain Robbe-Grillet. Which, since his recent demise (I believe he was run down by a hybrid milk float/laundry van while massaging the neck of someone else's wife) is now worth quite a bit.

    Incidentally, if you put "Alain Robbe-Grillet" into Babelfish, you get "Alan Rusbridger".*

    *This isn't quite true.

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