…may be here. It appears Google thinks the world of me. You ask for just about any kind of “bitch” in your search of the intranets and Google knows enough about me to land you here. Here is why Google knew you were looking for me. You searched for:
- drunk sleep bitch.com
- I do love to drink and sleep, and Google (being the special friend it is) knows that and they decided that you must have meant me
- big bitch.com
- As I mentioned before, Google and I are tight, but it likes to tease me sometimes about my weight, and though I don’t think that is very nice Google often doesn’t know when it has crossed the line with me, so that is why you were sent here
- share your bitch
- Google knows my momma raised me to share my stuff, but this one went a little too far, unless Google is under the impression that I started a dog breeding business free of charge
- bad words son of a bitch
- that was one of the frequently used bad words that I loved to spew as a pre-teen who thought that the more curse words I could pack into a sentence, the more street-cred I would have… not realizing that having street-cred is not neccessary when you live in the suburbs
- Diane Sawyer Bitch
- You know, I don’t really like her either, but I am truly suprised that 30 people in the last month have Googled that exact phrase and landed here… I should seriously consider starting a club or something
- I hope this has answered a few of your questions, and yes… it appears there are only a few bitches on the net, but I am close friends with Google. So almost any combination of words that includes bitch could potentially landed you here. But my favorite? bitch in the hood.com – yep, that’s me!
