Ok. This google thing is starting to piss me off. Peanut butter peanut butter peanut butter peanut butter peanut butter. Somehow it got the idea to put up ads about tree nurseries and eye care and family trees. Peanut butter peanut butter peanut butter. Where the fuck have I been writing about family trees. Peanut butter. And there's only one damn story involving a tree. Ok two. Peanut butter peanut butter. The one about talking to owls and the one about falling off the earth. Peanut butter. But they were mere references to trees not about them. And I still have no idea how the god damn eye care ad managed to tag along. I can't think of a single thing I've written about optometrists although that could be a good story idea. Peanut butter peanut butter peanut butter. And why haven't I gotten any ads about peanut butter. Thats all I've been writing about since the damn things started, peanut butter. Also did you know you can use peanut butter on mouse and rat traps. Peanut butter has many wonderful uses. I really hope google decides to put some peanut butter ads up otherwise this is going to get really boring because I'm fucking serious here. Peanut butter peanut butter peanut peanut peanut butter. I swear to anyone, and I do mean one because I seriously doubt there are more than one person reading this. I swear to anyone reading this that I will not stop, I will not rest, and I will never give in in my quest to get you the peanut butter ads that you deserve. Peanut Butter!!!
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