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The Worst Ever

Sometimes, the internet is a wonderful tool for unexpected delights and exciting new discoveries.

And sometimes, the internet startles you with unwanted knowledge and scars you with images you can't unsee. And I don't just mean the sex stuff.

Yesterday, I was looking for an image of a particular person using Google image search, when suddenly, in the third line of images, was a photo that was definitely not someone's face. As my brain processed what I was seeing, I quickly refined my search terms and carried on.

Although I was somewhat amused, it wasn't exactly the sort of picture you casually show your boss... So that was it.

But last night, when Karen & Jackie (our fabulous houseguest for the week) asked about my day, I remembered. And I needed to share the trauma.

So I pulled my computer over to the middle of the living room, entered the same search term, and started scrolling. Of course, from a different account the results weren't the same, and I was about to give up when there. it. was.

We all screeched and laughed and I rolled away and yelled, "MAKE IT STOP!" And then Karen looked again. And then she clicked through to the host site. And I was not looking and was groaning and still rolling and they were laughing and ACK - it was so much worse. There was more. And it was awful.

And then, since Karen had highjacked the computer, as she laughed and laughed and laughed, she decided to send herself the link. From my account. And then decided to send it to both of us.
Thanks, Karen. 

I love my friends. I really do. Especially these two hilarious and stylish ladies. If you're friends with me on Facebook, you've already seen a bajillion pictures from a "coffee crawl" on Sunday. I was the designated TD (tea drinker/sober companion) and we hit up half a dozen boutique cafes where they drank cortados and macchiatos and discussed the merits of pour-overs and chem-ex...and I took pictures. It was a brilliantly fun afternoon, and they discovered that their limit is 10 shots of espresso. Stop #6 did them in and it was amusing... Anyway. If you need advice on coffee in Toronto, ask either of them. But don't ask me. 

Also, I'm sure you're curious now, and want to visit the page. Feel free, but it comes with this warning - you cannot unsee these images, and while they are medical in nature, they are not obvioiusly weight-loss related. Unless they are intended to help you lose weight because the sight of them will make you vomit and ruin your appetite for at least seven weeks. 

You've been warned. 


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