That search term “nipples galore” was in my statistics today. Twice too. Two people have thought it would be great to search for “nipples galore” and for some reason they ended up at this place.
I love that. It fills me with joy.
Mostly because of the thought process that leads to “nipples galore”. Some guy sitting in front of his computer horny as hell as most guys are. I know I am these days. So that guy is sitting there and he’s pent up and frustrated and he has a thing for nipples. He just wants to see a lot of women’s breasts and their nipples. What implies a lot? Galore! Nipples galore! It’s got to work!
I just did that search in Google and found 157,000 webpages. Okay now where the hell is ewav.com in that fast compendium of “nipples galore”? I can’t find it. How far down the list did they go? Did those two guys read through 10,000 or 20,ooo search results until they finally got to a vague excerpt from a this mess and thought “OH YEAH! That’s what I’m looking for?”
At least, that’s the story I like to tell myself about this search particular search keyword in my statistics.
And for you “creative suicide methods” searchers, that shit is long long gone. You’ll have to figure out how to kill yourself on your own. I’m sick and tired of providing fool proof methods and getting nothing back from the community. Screw you depressed people! Sign over some life insurance or something and help out a brother.
I actually came across your site “Randomly” from a site that mentioned your creative suicide methods. And, now…. Ive been reading your entries for what seems like seconds, though Ive made it all the way down to 3/8/2005. Good fucking stuff. You should be feeling a tingle.. or chill right about now.
Ahh.. Much better than Nipple Joy.
I feel both a tingle and a chill right now. Although I suspect it’s because of the half bottle of wine I had earlier tongiht while talking about making movies.
Thanks for reading though. Such things are infinitely appreciated.