Cheating Husband Caught On Google Street View
HERE’S the wife dialling up Google Street View.
She zooms in on the house of woman she believes her husband is seeing.
His Range Rover is there. Well, that what the story says.
Might this be the first Google Streeet View Divorce?
How long before prostitutes are being selected on street view?
Will Google police arrest kerb crawlers?
Are we now a nation of snoops listening into the life of others, enjoying their suffering and getitng off on their cheap thrills?
And Home Secretary Jacqui Smith..? Well, she wants to read your emails.
Make ‘em racy…
Note: Interesting that this story has no names of neither the cuckold nor her husband - which makes us wonder if it’s true?
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March 31st, 2009 at 6:18 pm
You can see the car a mile off anyway. It has a camera on the roof and Google written all over it.
If you spot one, just duck. Mind you, I’d be tempted to pull my tongue out (if I wasn’t somewhere I shouldn’t be).
LOL, be careful if you’re pulling a sickie when they next update it.
Or wear a disguise.
March 31st, 2009 at 5:00 pm
Dear Anorak people
Actually, according to those ‘piss on our chips why don’t you’ kill-joys over at Gawker dot com, the Sun Duping hoax was actually just a hoax itself. The young lad over the pond who put his moniker on the story (Matt somebody), claiming to have initiated it all a few days ago with a speculative email to the Sun (cleverly disguising himself as an average British love rat victim by using words like ‘mates’ and ‘cheers’) is actually in cahoots with a vengeance seeking woman called Brenda Joyson, who used to work at the Sun, until they fired her for bringing a dictionary into work.
Brenda was able to verify the story for the Sun by intercepting their journalist’s ’second source’ call to Alison ‘brain the size of a planet’ Jennings, landlady at the Rose and Crown in Wapping who generally checks all the Sun’s stories before they go to press.
Which means of course that is is also unlikely that Wayne Rooney will be available for the England game tomorrow night because Brenda hates him almost as much as she hates Rupert Murdoch.
I hope that throws some light on things.
Chin, chin.
March 31st, 2009 at 1:41 pm
It’s not live. Having said that my bosses boss has been caught in perpetuity scurrying down St Vincents St in Glasgow with a cardboard box in his hand, hoplessly late for a meeting. He was moving faster thatn the car and managed to get on 6 of the views
March 31st, 2009 at 1:39 pm
Thanks Bat E! I think we’ve all seen those films where you can zoom in and look at a newspaper (!) which is crap, apparently. I think you can get a few metres square at best and that’s only for those with access to it. Not us mere plebs. Otherwise how many satellites would you need for us all to be looking at stuff!!
March 31st, 2009 at 1:31 pm
You’re right Dr. Eggman.
The media are making it sound like everyone’s being monitored around the clock but they’re only old photos.
March 31st, 2009 at 12:33 pm
Is street view live? I thought that they had driven all round the country taking pictures of all the streets, which is what you can see when you log on. For instance, last time I looked at google earth (which is aerial photography, I believe, rather that your actual view from space through a satellite), the view of my house was four or five years old. In fact, before I even lived there.
Am I wrong?