I have to admit. I wouldn't be here writing this zero post without this comment. I would have been happy leaving you guys with number one and hands trembling waiting for something that would never come. And not even realizing it. Because I don't think like most do. Or should that sentence be without the last three words: I don't think. Except of course when I do. More than needed.
But as the post zero was mentioned and the pressure is on, here it is. Post zero. But unlike @penderis wished, nothing is going to explode in this finale. So for some, this post is just a floppy disc. An anticlimax. A jello without taste. A dull knife. A thunderstorm without the thunder or the storm.
Perhaps you got it.
As nothing is going to explode, Mr. Match is relieved.
"So I can go on searching for the perfect Ms. Match?"
I think we should have an all eyes meeting. All eyes on deck for Mr. Match and his perfect match! We know she must be out there somewhere. It's all about the amount of eyes that we can get to look for her.
I'll be watching you
"Couldz I beezzuitable for Mr. Matzh?"
Whoa there Miss Sparky! We do not want this situation to blow on our hands so I'm sorry to say you and Mr Match perhaps might not be good for each other. I am sure you will be a perfect soulmate for someone else. :)
I met several googlyeyes out there on my journeys. I better spread the word that Mr. Match is searching.
We might have a monumental problem here because everyone I met this week were perhaps a bit too big for Mr. Match. Not that size matters, but in some point it might be just a bit awkward or in some cases might make things impossible.
Could you all just be all eyes and perhaps also ask around? That would be great. Thanks planet googly and it's inhabitants.
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Wait, I better expand my territory a bit...
– Wake up! Wake up! I gotta search the internet!
"Roger that." 
– Thanks Roger. Help me do something unorthodox here. A no-no in googlyeyes, but I'm doing it anyway because I'm desperate. So here goes...
– Hey Disco Samurai and... whatcha call your friend... have you any idea where we could find a future Mrs. Match?
– Do you have any other friends that we could ask from?
– Heyyyyyyyyy there!
– Talk to me!
Pyynikin Aikamatkat (Pyynikki Timetravels)
Oh, this is so frustrating. I better just put them eyes watching everywhere, for everyone and everything.
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Only getting bigger.
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Perhaps this is a good time to talk about something else.
Do you know how old @googlyeyes is? Well, ancient, but here in Steem, two years old! And there will be celebrations!
A good way to celebrate @googlyeyes for instance is to post one post with googlyeyes. Not like I did for some pictures on this post, but with actual googlyeyes attached on to something out there. Although any weird eyes attached to anything is always hilarious, but in this case, especially googlyeyes put to things that do not have eyes.
So release your googlyeyes, take a photo and invent a story for it. Don't photoshop and don't steal photos from the internet.
Except for memes.
Comedy allowed.
Satire especially.
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"I don't believe in googlyeyes." 
Oh shush you twitter addict and climate change denier!
You know nothing.
Now back to business.
I believe that we have found someone!
"That tickles!"
– Hello there Ms. Tickly! Nice to meet you!
– Well hello! Nice to meet you too.
– Would you like to meet Mr. Match?
– Yes, I love to meet new people!
– Okay then! Let me just set up a table for two here, perhaps this time hide the candles and put some tunes for you... Have a nice evening Ms. Tickly and Mr. Match.
This post, and the seven posts prior to this one was my tribute to GooglyEyes!
GooglyEyes is awesome!
If you already are not with us, come and join. :)