1) Someone give me the address of the ad agency responsible for the latest round of Jack In The Box® ads, and a machine gun.
I will never eat a Mini Sirloin Burger™ as long as I live, purely out of spite for that snowball-headed goon and his pointy hat and his lack of fresh dance moves.
2) I am probably the worst IMer ever. I always type in a stream-of-consciousness type of way
iamdanscolon (10:35) often spanning multiple messages
iamdanscolon (10:35) just as things occur to me
iamdanscolon (10:35) such as
iamdanscolon (10:35) a burrito would taste
iamdanscolon (10:35) absolutely DELICIOUS
iamdanscolon (10:35) right now.
iamdanscolon (10:36) And also I will watch Top Chef for the next ten minutes if it really is as good as you say
iamdanscolon (10:36) but Michael & Michael is on after that
iamdanscolon (10:36) and so I'll be forced to switch
iamdanscolon (10:36) also ampersands are dope.
iamdanscolon (10:36) Thoughts?
And just like that, I have now left you with three different topics which you could respond to, forcing you (short of creating a bulleted list) to respond to only one, thereby forcing you also to abandon two other completely legitimate avenues of possible discourse.
We may never know where the burrito conversation might have gone. But now it's in Conversation Heaven. And lost to us all.
Forever.
Fuck.
8/19/09
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