... where I take a look at the best, wackiest, rudest, oddest... Google searches that found Big Ear!

You thought I was talking about my period didn't you? With the ovaries and the eggs and all? No no friend. I DO NOT have a single fallopian tube in my (as Steve Martin would say) "special purpose". Silly Blog reader.

Quite a collection this month if I do say so myself. Little bit blue this time... but that's how I roll eh.



Oh man oh man oh man... Steve Miller is gonna be PISSED when he sees this. And you know how he can be when his lyrics get botched. I know he loves me... that's why he has to hit.



That will be fun at holidays. At least you'll be able to find common ground with "Pork Disdain"



Not a bad idea. But for no more than 40 days OK? Then go back to porn. Actually... don't go back to porn.



Depends. The Female has a number of fun uses. Both practical and "otherwise". Rrrrow! The Male nipple however is very simple. It sits on my chest and gets covered in hair. Yum.



Thank you Alex... The question is "Who are two people who would have nothing to talk about?".



I don't think I have one of those. I mean these... I mean... the picture, the picture. Wait a second... do YOU have a picture?




Is that like the official term of what the Beverly Hillbillies were?

Oh I don't think you meant to search for that. Like... I know he has many gold gloves and all but...



Oh don't you tell me that there was a racist remark on Market Street! I won't hear of such nonsense. In April you say? Rubbish.



I think that was a Wesley wasn't it?



No no silly. Melons ARE Viagra. Remember?



They may be in my bathroom... but they WILL NOT be drinking any Red Red Wine on the new carpet. I don't know what that means.



I don't know about Starbucks... but I always suspected Juan Valdez. Let's start an Internet rumor... OK?



Why?

No really...

Why?

I'm afraid of you sir. Or Mame? (Gagging a bit)



If I was ever going to get an Aislin tattoo... it would be this one. She's my princess eh.

All hail the power of Jesus name

“All hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all.”

Remember this hymn? A classic. You know how we crown him Lord of all? You know what (prophetically speaking) the Royal Diadem is? It's YOU. It's US. It's the church. Check this out in Isaiah 62...

2 The nations will see your righteousness, and all kings your glory; you will be called by a new name that the mouth of the LORD will bestow. 3 You will be a crown of splendor in the LORD's hand, a royal diadem in the hand of your God. 4 No longer will they call you Deserted, or name your land Desolate. But you will be called Hephzibah, [Delight in her] and your land Beulah [Married] ;for the LORD will take delight in you, and your land will be married. 12 They will be called the Holy People, the Redeemed of the LORD; and you will be called Sought After, the City No Longer Deserted.

We are the Royal diadem. God's changing his church into his spotless bride. My worship gets to be my King's crown of splendor. I will be called "Sought after". Such an honor to have bestowed upon us.