Ooooooh…. Barracuda!

So, I get back from lunch to find an email from Shake regarding Stockdale high school’s most famous alum, Darcy Maeda.

I can’t confirm anything. All I know is that while distracting myself during lunch, I decided to Google search Darcy to see if there is anything new……maybe even a quote about her ex. I found no quotes, but I believe I may have found a recent picture.

Follow the breadcrumbs:
“Twenty-six-year-old Darcy Maeda’s ex, Josh, “tested their relationship,” with another girl. He flunked, and got the pointy end of her shoe.”
- Link at the bottom of that article: www.conceptentertainmentgroup.com
- Click “Photo Gallery”
- Click “Barracuda” (place mentioned in 1st link)
- Pic #2 (that’s right, one of the only close-ups in the whole collection….it’s fate)

Well done, sir. Well done.

6 Responses to “Ooooooh…. Barracuda!”

  1. bvas
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    The good news is that you’ve managed to make this blog Google’s 2nd, 3rd and 5th results when searching for “Darcy Maeda”. I wonder if she’ll ever google herself and end up buying one of your shirts with her picture on it.


  2. Matt
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    My work would then be complete.

    Darcy, if you ever read this, email me and I will send you a shirt for free. That’s how I roll.


  3. John
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    Darcy? If you ever see this, email me and I’ll send you a shirt for free. Also probably some flowers…and some good chocolate…maybe my credit card. Who knows?

    PS: Matt sucks. Write me!


  4. John
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    #3 is from bigfatdrunk. I don’t know where that other name comes from.


  5. Matt
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    Whatever, “John.” You know Darcy doesn’t have time for a eunuch.


  6. John
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    She doesn’t have to worry about me knocking her up with my super sperm!

    (how the hell do I change that name? oh well.)

    (Darcy, call me. I’m sure my wife won’t mind.)