Jan 05, 2009 19:09
I had a toasted whole wheat bagel with strawberry cream cheese this morning. Thought I'd switch it up a bit, you know, for the new year. It tasted like it had a hint of garlic in it. I'm guessing from the garlic cream cheese knife. Excuse me for ordering something so close to the garlic cream cheese on the menu. I knew I should have stuck with plain.
I have witnessed yet again one of these phenomena that continue to perplex me no matter how much thought I've put into trying to come up with a logical explanation. I will go out to these establishments, that serve food.
And I'll be eating at said establishment, when a family comes in and sits at a nearby table. When asked what they'd like to drink, the young pre-pubescent boy of the family responds with "A Shirley Temple." A...Shirley...Temple.
Do you even KNOW who Shirley Temple is, boy? No one thinks she's cute except for grandmas and whichever studio let her rise to fame with that horrible, horrible song, what's it called, it's a hard knock life? Yeah, no. Also, that is some sweet-ass drink. Hi, don't think sprite is sugar-loaded enough for you? Let's add juice. BUT WAIT- Let's add SYRUP TO IT TOO. Like, that is the non-alcoholic beverage analog of, what, a cosmo?I don't know, I don't do fruity drinks.
That said, I sure hope what happens in your pre-pubescent years STAYS in your pre-pubescent years. Or else we'll all have died out by 2040 if instant cloning doesn't happen soon.