Okay, don’t ask why, but I was using Google image search for Cheerios. This was the second time in the past couple of weeks, so I really have no idea what got into my head. I guess I just wanted to see what would happen.
Only, for reasons that are even less logical than using Google Image Search (GIS) for Cheerios, I turned the Moderate SafeSearch off. Yes, I was searching for Cheerios without expressly forbidding explicit images.
I have no idea why I did this. None.
You know when it’s late, and you’re convincing yourself it’s time for bed? And then you say, “well, one more site—then bed.” 7 hours later you’re wondering if the 1 hour of sleep you’re getting tonight’s gonna cut it? That is the best explanation I can come up with. Look people, I’m posting a story about an image search, you gotta believe me when I say this is outside my normal blogging behavior.
Still doesn’t explain me and my browser window full of Cheerios boxes. A browser window full of explicit Cheerios boxes. At least, that was what might have happened.
No sooner did I start going through the images, that I realized the potential for — well — Cheerios–related internet filth. Look, I’m not going to judge anybody for what gets their boats all floaty, but I wasn’t really thinking. I may have absolutely no idea what my boredom–induced journey into uncensored Cheerios pics, but I most certainly was not searching for anything approaching adult content.
“It’s Cheerios,” I said to myself. “What could happen?”
This happened. I hate the internet, sometimes.
I hear Cheerios are good for your heart! Pictures, Images and Photos
For you completists, here’s the search (potentially NSFW).

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  1. Larry says:

    Dude … is there a joke hiding in here somewhere? I mean you have that keen sense of humor and all; but where’s the joke? Endless images of Cheerios? C’mon, how bad could it be … never mind I don’t want to know.

  2. Mac says:

    Uh, no. Just up, late last night, searching for pics of Cheerios.
    There’s no ‘there’ there.
    Just one of those things you do when there’s not enough cowbell.

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