Because this is New York and you can get virtually every kind of food at virtually any time of day, I suppose my coworker’s euphemistic reference to “Scottish food” lends a certain credibility to an otherwise nutritionally meritless McDonald’s lunch.
Even funnier to me is his reluctance to eat any meat product from McDonald’s, hence his characteristic cheeseburgers with no beef. They’re like a soft, sugary grilled cheese sandwich with ketchup and onions.
With standards so peculiar, I imagine it takes a number of visits to a consistent McDonald’s to get the counter staff to stop giving you that look.
To each his own.
Here’s another cop-out embedded-video post. But it is hilarious.
It’s a retelling of the original three Star Wars movies by someone who has never seen any of them in their entirety. This woman has only a very shady passing knowledge of story. She gets some details right on, but she is way off in some other areas.
These movies are part of the Fabric of American Identity, or whatever. Everybody knows something about Star Wars.
I want to go to the bar planet!
I often wonder what sort of empty lives are lived by people who never saw Star Wars. It must be like a form of torture. Someone ought to tell Eric Holder about it.
This is absolutely delightful. I don’t know why, but hurling cats into a swimming pool to watch them swim is just gut-busting funny to me! Maybe it’s because it lets one be just a little sadistic — while also being completely harmless.
Makes me wonder about our cat…
Yikes!
There is a sign posted above the row of urinals in the men’s room at my office that encourages people to report leaks. Does anyone else think this is funny?
The pet owner is bundled up against the winter elements. His dog, because this is New York City, is teeny-tiny and dressed in an outfit that costs as much as the man’s. The dog scampers along in front, keeping pace, pretending there is no leash connecting them. And then he stops to inspect the base of a retaining wall. The owner passes him and pauses, giving the lead a gentle tug. Come on. Time to go in, boy. The man shifts on his feet and shivers.
The animal stands there with his ass in the air, clearly shivering. He’s one of those little guys that shivers on a warm day. A bitter wind whistles under his tail and across his exposed belly. His single-mindedness and determination is almost inspirational. I’m coming, I’m coming. I just really have to smell this because it’s so … interesting, and I … Oh, wait, what’s this? Oh, now that… that smells awful. Isn’t that awful?
... but enough about me 