Hey, Google, can you give us directions from New York to Paris?
Bunch of smarta.... er, smartalecs. We love it. But now, of course, we're all off to jump in the ocean because we want some French fries, Google said it was okay, and, well, if we don't come back everybody knows they've got deep pockets. Bye!
Many thanks to the Owl's MySpace buddy Jennifer for sending this. (Check out the Owl's MySpace page!)
