Cravings
So I've only had a handful of opportunities to eat at a White Castle in my lifetime... largely because White Castle doesn't really exist in many places in the North East. I also freely admit that for those few occasions I've been lucky enough to get to one... I've been totally, utterly, and COMPLETELY stoned out of my mind.
Today I decided to treat myself to some White Castle for lunch while I'm on business in Chicago. It's the middle of the afternoon and I've been away from any herbal enhancement for a solid 4 days... In doing so, I've reached the following (rather obvious) conclusion:
White Castle, without a doubt, knowingly caters to stoners.
I mean, I couldn't believe how obvious it was. I mean seriously.... that color scheme... "Jalepeno Cheeseburgers"... or perhaps... it's the fine print below the hamburger boxes that make it the most obvious. I never noticed this on my previous visits, but on the bottom of each hamburger box is a little piece of White Castle wisdom. Allow me to share the tidbits from my lunchtime visit:
"One man's cheeseburger is another man's staring at one man's cheeseburger."
"By removing a space, “Sack of Ten” becomes “sack often.” Kinda makes you think."
"White Castle is open after dark. But why is it called after dark, when it’s really after light?"
"Munchies without cheese would just be “mun,” which makes little sense."
and perhaps my favorite...
"It is possible (using every last shred of mental discipline and willpower) to eat a single Double Cheeseburger, yet it is impossible to eat a double Single Cheeseburger, since it doesn’t exist."
That's deep, man. Deep. *coughs*
Today I decided to treat myself to some White Castle for lunch while I'm on business in Chicago. It's the middle of the afternoon and I've been away from any herbal enhancement for a solid 4 days... In doing so, I've reached the following (rather obvious) conclusion:
White Castle, without a doubt, knowingly caters to stoners.
I mean, I couldn't believe how obvious it was. I mean seriously.... that color scheme... "Jalepeno Cheeseburgers"... or perhaps... it's the fine print below the hamburger boxes that make it the most obvious. I never noticed this on my previous visits, but on the bottom of each hamburger box is a little piece of White Castle wisdom. Allow me to share the tidbits from my lunchtime visit:
"One man's cheeseburger is another man's staring at one man's cheeseburger."
"By removing a space, “Sack of Ten” becomes “sack often.” Kinda makes you think."
"White Castle is open after dark. But why is it called after dark, when it’s really after light?"
"Munchies without cheese would just be “mun,” which makes little sense."
and perhaps my favorite...
"It is possible (using every last shred of mental discipline and willpower) to eat a single Double Cheeseburger, yet it is impossible to eat a double Single Cheeseburger, since it doesn’t exist."
That's deep, man. Deep. *coughs*