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Month: April 2009
Burgers, Shamwow & LOST
I bought a TV last week. So far it has gone pretty untouched, but Ashlinn and I have watched it a little. The most notable things I’ve seen are the following commercials.
Not bad for a parody video, but I think their original ones might be funnier. The same ad company does the Out Today Plumbing commercials.
Jack in the Box doesn’t really exist back on the east coast. Ashlinn gave me a hard time for not knowing anything about it (or the 600 reported cases of E. coli victims in the Seattle area circa 1993.) Am I the only one that thinks mini burgers are really stupid? I don’t care how many I get, I just want one big burger!
In other TV news, LOST is airing it’s 100th episode this Wednesday. Some will celebrate with cake or costumes. Me, I’m going to eat so many fish biscuits that I puke out what looks like a Geronimo Jackson album cover.
Bonus: For a mere $0.99, you could be jamming like Jin with Dharma Lady (iTunes link.
well well well…
Despite the fact that I’m having a hard time reintegrating my iPhone with my laptop and it’s new hard drive, I am very glad to be back behind a computer (or am I in front of it?)
By the way, have I ever mentioned photographers suck at math?
You Again?
I just ordered a new hard drive. Hopefully that will mean I may actually post something here other than iPhone pictures and lamps that I used to have.
But probably not.
Prank I’d Love to See
So a guy walks into a fancy restaurant and says to the maître de that his girlfriend will be joining him for dinner and that he will be proposing to her. He wants the maître de to send the musicians over as he does it, to really pump up the romance. The maître de is glad to help.
The guy takes his seat and waits for his soon-to-be fiancé. She shows up and the maître de escorts her to the table. Sure enough, the guy takes a knee, gaining the attention of the whole restaurant, and pops the question. She’s shocked and overjoyed and of course says yes, envoking a riotous applause from other diners.
They happily finish their dinner and leave the restaurant.
The twist is that the girlfriend is very clearly a man wearing a dress. A man with stubble, an Adam’s apple and hands that could choke an alligator.
That’s all I want to see. Can anybody work on this for me? Thanks.
