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Should I be worried that a Google search for the phrase "one legged lesbian truck driver" returns 2 results?

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paradigmshifty
Jun. 11th, 2008 04:35 am (UTC)
Yes.

I would have expected more.
aeduna
Jun. 11th, 2008 05:19 am (UTC)
I would have expected two in safe mode, but more with it off :)
paradigmshifty
Jun. 11th, 2008 05:22 am (UTC)
I know about safe mode, but consider it a spoilsport :-)
kashiichan
Jun. 11th, 2008 03:00 pm (UTC)
I'm glad we are of like mind on this subject. ;D
fred_bear
Jun. 11th, 2008 04:48 am (UTC)
I'm curious as to why you were searching it in the first place! :)
paradigmshifty
Jun. 11th, 2008 04:51 am (UTC)
It's Random. Thus it's a random search :-)
halloranelder
Jun. 11th, 2008 06:21 am (UTC)
I'm at work.

It made sense at the time.
fred_bear
Jun. 11th, 2008 06:33 am (UTC)
Ah, one of those things. :) I understand completely!
aphephobia
Jun. 11th, 2008 08:24 am (UTC)
Is this with the filter on or off?

I'm sure someone has a fetish for it. If not, I'm sure there's a demographic who'ds want one-legged lesbian truck driver fetish porn.
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