The other day I had an original thought, which occurs less frequently than I would like.
Extemporaneously, in conversation, I referred to one of my very close associates as Douche ex machina (to see that upon which I was riffing, see here if you are not familiar).
Google? 13,700 hits on that exact string.
I fucking hate the Internet. It makes me feel small when I should feel clever.
it’s up to 13,800 now. Take comfort in the fact that the people who thought they were being clever and original with this after your conversation are now feeling even smaller than you did when you googled the phrase.
How very conscientious of you. Thank you, kindly.