The Internet is a wonderful, magical place filled with mountains of information on every subject you could possibly imagine, but let’s face it: somebody needs to tell Google that there are some things we just don’t want to know.
Take, for example, a recent conversation I had with my gracefully-aging but non-net-savvy father about a pair of defective winter boots:
Dad:These stupid boots are falling apart. See how the seam between the leather and the rubber is coming unglued? Do you think contact cement would work?
Me: I’m not sure. We could always Google it. Maybe there’s a product out there specifically designed to repair winter boots.
Dad (typing at his computer): Let’s see… I guess I need some kind of bonding agent. Let me just search “rubber”, “leather” and “bondage” and see what we come up with…
Accidental sadomasochism aside, there are other times that a…
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