Don’t ask google why. This is what you get.

WHY INDEED is there a dead pakistani on my couch and how did he get there?

Can you just imagine going to the computer and asking that?  Or WHY you got married?

Dear Google.  Was just wondering why I got married. I mean, you know everything, right?

(The Bloggess showed me this, btw. Her results were better.)

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