Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. This is the proverb I have come to live by when Googling. The first one to get me was the Cleveland Steamer. After the Dirty Sanchez, I became really particular about what I Google. My point is that after falling victim to malicious Google suggestions, I wouldn’t steer you wrong. And I don’t Google without caution, which is why I didn’t fall prey to the Two Girls, One Cup nastiness. Thank God.
Don’t Google Cleveland Steamer, Dirty Sanchez or Two Girls unless you are a glutton for punishment and happen to have a barf bag handy, or you have a fetish for Number 2…not that there is anything wrong with that?
It is okay, but uncomfortable to Google Eyebrow Threading. The only pain involved is sympathetic. You know, like when someone describes in detail having a long needle stuck in their fluid filled knee to drain it and then likens what comes out to grape jelly…Thanks for that cringeworthy image TED.
So, here is how we decided the poll tie. Ted was Chives, and I was Rosemary.
I can’t BELIEVE I didn’t put two and two together and recognize Ted as a creature of habit who would go with Rock every time. Fool me once…Now I’ve got your number pal.
I still haven’t worked up the courage to Google Manjinder.
Next…Chives win. New poll tomorrow b/c the napkin is downstairs, and I’m too busy watching Pawn Stars to trot my ass down there to get it.