I really didn’t expect to start my day by shitting my pants in laughter. The office doesn’t seem terribly pleased either.
I fucking hate these digital remakes of childhood classics.
Don’t go gently into that dark night, Yogi. Don’t.
Too soon? Maybe. Still funny.
Just remember, when the world gets you down, that no matter how hard you try you’re going to die. Alone.
I’ve seen this in various permutations around the net, but felt the need to give it a place here.
There’s a reason so many stereotypes exist regarding southerners.
Lets just say the beard wasn’t all he was eating. Seems like the man could do with a colon blockage.
As a manager one expects some dumb questions. Questions that have actually been answered
‘Well the power cords not plugged in’
‘You can’t pet your fish. Yes, its a pet, but it can’t BE pet.’
Even when its transcendentally retarded, we’re still expected to have most of the answers.
The duties extend. When I worked in customer service at a reputable pet store, for some reason, folks thought I was curious about their life story, like I gave a flying fuck about the sob story behind why you’re trying to replace your kids hamster and just how it ended up in the radiator.
Tell you one thing though. There’s no easy way to get out of those conversations without being a complete dick.
I had a very interesting child hood.
I always wanted a pet lizard. I think it had something to do with the Neverending Story, since I named the first little bearded dragon I got Falcor…but the glamor of lizard ownership isn’t all it cracked up to be.
In fact, its pretty fucking boring. Unless, of course, you’re fascinated by scaly disease carrying rocks that are VERY good at sitting still. Which, unfortunately, i’m not.
I suppose I didn’t really think the whole thing through. then again, when I was young, logic was one of the many things I wasn’t terribly skilled with.
It wasn’t all bad growing up in the 80s/early nineties, though. My generation was blissfully bereft of this reality TV shit that’s ruining the popular media. Jersey Shore being, in my opinion, one of the horsemen of the apocalypse.
MTV wasn’t that great back then, but at least there was occaisonally music.
That’s all for today – tune in next time for ‘WHAT HAS BEEN SEEN’