Proof-Facts

I was checking some of the google analytics data for proof-facts the other day and I noticed that there was somebody in the Boston area visiting the site.  If that person is you, and you’re a hot chick, leave a comment with you’re phone number.  If, on the other hand, you’re Tom Brady, you should let me hit it off that hot ass wife you got.

Now Tom, I’ve never been in a 3-way with another dude before, but I think we could make this work.  Just as long as you face the corner, don’t look at me, and remain in complete silence as I plow the Mrs.  Also, I like for the women to call me Samson, so if you could prep Gisele that would be great.  One last thing, and I’m sure I don’t need to tell you this since you read the site, but I’m going to need to have a large container of applesauce bedside for this.

Go buy the Nashville, TN house that Steve McNair is sure to be haunting.  The only downfall is that the skank Saleh Kazemi comes with the house as well.

So apparently google was all like, hey lets make the labels all ugly, add some extra settings nobody needs and then we’ll remove the best lab feature we got.  What the fuck google.  I mean, I know that there are probably greasemonkey scripts to move the labels back to the right, and different skins to make them look better, but why the FUCK would I want to go to all that trouble when all google had to do was not shit the bed.  They willie randolphed this, without a doubt.