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I am not a muffin!

Trygve

Golden Member
Once in a while, I'll take a look at the recent referrer list for my personal website (it just lists where people are coming from) and there's plenty of strange stuff out there, but this morning I'm getting a bunch of people coming in from Google's image search on chocolate muffins, which is weird.

In case Google's search results change, here's a screencap.


Anybody else getting similarly weird and/or amusing search hits?
 
Originally posted by: mobobuff
They were looking for your recipe for MacGyver's Own Chocolate Chip Cookies

Now, that would make a lot more sense. (Though I've seen that picture of me with the mouse on that page turn up on people's pages of "MacGuyver TV Show pictures"; they weren't in English, so I'm not quite sure, but I think they might have thought I was somebody from the show. 😕 )
 
Originally posted by: Trygve
Once in a while, I'll take a look at the recent referrer list for my personal website (it just lists where people are coming from) and there's plenty of strange stuff out there, but this morning I'm getting a bunch of people coming in from Google's image search on chocolate muffins, which is weird.

In case Google's search results change, here's a screencap.


Anybody else getting similarly weird and/or amusing search hits?


mmmm chocolate muffins
 
Muffin Man by Frank Zappa


The Muffin Man is seated at the table
In the laboratory of the Utility Muffin
Research Kitchen . . .
Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon
He gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants
And brushing his scapular aside
Proceeds to dump these inside of his shirt. . .
He turns to us and speaks:
"Some people like cupcakes better. I for one
Care less for them!"
Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot
of a fully charged icing anointment utensil
He pools forth a quarter-ounce green rosette (oh ah yuk yuk.
let's try that again . . .!)
He pools forth a quarter-ounce green rosette
Near the summit of a dense but radiant muffin
of his own design.
Later he says: "Some people . . . some people like cupcakes exclusively,
While I myself say there is naughl nor ought there be
Nothing so exalted on the faceof God's grey earth
As that prince of foods . . . The Muffin!"

Girl you thoughl he was a man
Bul he was a muffin
He hung around lill you found
That he didn't know nuthin'
Girl you thought he was a man
But he only was a-puffin'
No cries is heard in the night
As a result of him stuffin'
 
Originally posted by: Ryuson99
What can I say you look like a muffin.

at least I don't taste like one. I think.

- coming soon, Google Smell and Taste searches....
(could be scary with "SafeSearch" off)


(Oh, and thanks, Red Dawn, for the Zappa lyrics. I'd seen people list "Utility Muffin Research Kitchen" in the organization header field before, but I never knew where that was from.)
 
Gingerbread Man: "Alright. Do you know... the muffin man?"
Lord Farquaad: "The muffin man?"
Gingerbread Man: "The muffin man."
Lord Farquaad: "Yes, I know the muffin man. Who lives on Drury Lane?"
Gingerbread Man: "She's married to the muffin man..."
Lord Farquaad: "The muffin man?"
Gingerbread Man: "THE MUFFIN MAN."
Lord Farquaad: "She's married to the muffin man."
 
Great, now I have that song in my head.

Originally posted by: Red Dawn
Muffin Man by Frank Zappa


The Muffin Man is seated at the table
In the laboratory of the Utility Muffin
Research Kitchen . . .
Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon
He gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants
And brushing his scapular aside
Proceeds to dump these inside of his shirt. . .
He turns to us and speaks:
"Some people like cupcakes better. I for one
Care less for them!"
Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot
of a fully charged icing anointment utensil
He pools forth a quarter-ounce green rosette (oh ah yuk yuk.
let's try that again . . .!)
He pools forth a quarter-ounce green rosette
Near the summit of a dense but radiant muffin
of his own design.
Later he says: "Some people . . . some people like cupcakes exclusively,
While I myself say there is naughl nor ought there be
Nothing so exalted on the faceof God's grey earth
As that prince of foods . . . The Muffin!"

Girl you thoughl he was a man
Bul he was a muffin
He hung around lill you found
That he didn't know nuthin'
Girl you thought he was a man
But he only was a-puffin'
No cries is heard in the night
As a result of him stuffin'

 
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