How people find me.....spies I tell you spies!

One day I decide to go looking in my counter thingie I have on my side bar. It tells me all kinds of things about the cummings and goings of people that visit my site. I tells me where they are from, thier ISP address, when they were at my site, how long they were here and a whole buch of other things that I really dont care to even metion. All that crap fall in the 'who gives a shit' department. Now most of this is rather mundane and pointless unless you are bored out of your mind at work and have nothing else better to do than browse around and see who has been looking you up.
But....I found one thing very interesting in my counter. It was as section that tells me HOW some people found my site. Now this got me thinking, what would I have to goggle to find me. Here are a few things ppl have looked up in different search engines and came across little old me:

1. From yahoo some one searched for 'half naked' and found me, I bet he was looking for women lol.
2. Someone searched for 'nasty tattoo' on MSN came across the honkeie. Why would anyone want to see a nasty tattoo?
3. A nasty perverted person goggled 'filthy sanchez'. I wonder if they were into it or just curious to what it was?....hmmmmm. I hope they got what they wanted, in the end....yuck yuck yuck that was funny!
4. A very strange person looked up 'coffee consumed in the USA' and found me. What the fucky fook tart was that all about? Probably so lonely college nerd doing a research paper with the dreams of getting published. Keep you plagiarizing hands away from me yo hack!
5. Another desperate male looking for candid photos looked up "accidently get naked' on MSN. Man I bet he was suprised to see my naked ass, yeah right. Never find any ass shoots here lol. Nasty hairy man butt lol.
6. And last, someone actually goggled 'stoopid pictures'. I have never seen anyone else spell stupid the way I do. Honkeie foonix is catching on I see lmao!

I have been blogging kinda late for the past few days due to the fact that work is a bit crazy. Its the first week back from nearly two weeks of days off and holiday cheer. But my motto is as follows:

Poor planning on your end,

Does not constitute an emergency on my end.

Have a nice day and go fuck yourself with a rust railroad spike.