THIS IS A SONG ABOUT GOOGLE, NOT NIKOLAI GOGOL

Ryan Downey

There was an explosion then. And others things. And then out of the darkness rose Google. And Google searched itself and found that it was relevant. There were few men then. And then more. And then more. And the days of dog pile were over. And Google looked upon its archives and found that these too were good. And Google begat Youtube, begat Blogger, begat Gmail. And man ate of the forbidden fruit of dirty sex asian teen blow job 69 free pics. And Google looked upon itself. And Google spoke to man, saying, In order to show you the most relevant results, we have omitted some entries very similar to the 882 already displayed. If you like, you can repeat the search with the omitted results included.

And Google was good, and Google was good, and Google was good, and you were nothing

And Google was good, and Google was good, and Google was really fucking good.

And Google begat music. It sounded like this.

And the horns were gone. And the years rolled on. And Google found god and Google found god and Google found god thousands of times. And Google found Google.

And the horns were gone, and the years rolled on. And Google found god and Google found god and Google found god thousands of times. And Google found Google.

And the horns were gone, and the years rolled on. And Google found god. And Google found god. And Google found god thousands of times. And the Iran War was a brand new search. And anal sex was a very old search. And the light from the computers drowned out the sun. And Google was god. And Google was god. And Google was god when the world folded over.