Fun with Google Auto-Complete

In which your humble narrator encourages "the Googles" to do ridiculous things with very little prompting.

Astute observers of the interwebs who use "the Googles" on a regular basis will be familiar with the relatively new auto-complete search feature which gives us a whole bunch of supposedly relevant options to choose after entering just a letter or two. Here are a few of my favorite auto-complete options.

"I" with a space after it reveals the option:

• "i like to tape my thumbs to my hands to see what it would be like to be a dinosaur"

"Why" offers this triumvirate of philosophical inquiry:

• Why do men have nipples?
• Why is the sky blue?
• Why is my poop green?

"be a" offers you the insanely optimistic option to:

• Be a perfect person in just three days!

"You make" obviously gives us:

• You make me touch your hands for stupid reasons.

And because I'm immature, "farts" produces the painfully underpunctuated:

• Farts you just can't trust them
  

You certainly can't.