You Autocomplete Me

Following a previous foray into searching for something on the information superhighway, I discovered the apparently popular phrase 'Fancy a rank?', thanks to Google's unintentionally hilarious Autocomplete function. Autocomplete is like purposefully leaving sentences unfinished in front of a hyperactive autist, so desperate to solve the quandary of your half-utterance that they resort to suggesting that you were meaning to talk about the Third Reich, daisy-chaining, or well, both.

Anyway, there are a lot of clever people out there, like the clever person who pointed me in the direction of Autocomplete Me, a blog which highlights exactly these esoteric autocomplete results. Here's a taster:



A big shout out also goes to the clever people who unfortunately thought up the idea of this blog before I did. Kudos, dudos. In other news I have been using my powers of the Russian language for the questionable purpose of helping friends to get a bit of lady love, and hand-crafting the most intricate and boring spreadsheet known to man.