Conversations about Crisco, or why Google is starting to Scare me
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Before you get all grossed out and stuff. It’s in reference to
aanway. Platonic-friend becky are talking about hanging out this weekend, and that we’d better have something to do, or we’re gonna have to whip out the Crisco.
The creepy part is how my gmail processed the message.
A little backstory, google reads your mail. In gmail they read your messages and give you advertising based on the contents of your email. Weeeeell I got this ad…
5 star saddle pad
Up to 75% discount, $9.99 Cotton, quilted, wither protection www.mwsaddleryinc.com
Does google equate crisco conversations with riding someone like a horse? Where in the entire history of my gmail account have I ever expressed a need for a saddle blanket? Really?
Either Google or mwsaddleryinc.com have figured out that Crisco + Me = being ridden like a horse…
This disturbs the hell out of me.
