Calling Dr. McGillicuddy! Forget Nyquil when Dr. McGillicuddy can make a house call. We each took a couple of swigs from a bottle of Dr. McGillicuddy's Vanilla Schnapps last night. For a sweet liqueur it sure can clear out your sinuses. And I was out in 15 minutes. At 10:30.
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Medicinal Liquor
Calling Dr. McGillicuddy! Forget Nyquil when Dr. McGillicuddy can make a house call. We each took a couple of swigs from a bottle of Dr. McGillicuddy's Vanilla Schnapps last night. For a sweet liqueur it sure can clear out your sinuses. And I was out in 15 minutes. At 10:30.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
Uh Oh, No Mo' Ho Ho's fo' Yo
Interstate Bakeries, makers of such fine delicacies as Wonder Bread and Twinkies, has filed for bankruptcy, the latest victim in the maw of the Atkins monster. Don't count me among the mourners though: the last time I tried Wonder Bread, it dissolved in my mouth like Styrafoam.
And while I've had my share of junk food, nary a Hostess Twinkie, nor a Cup Cake, nor a Ding Dong, nor Ho Ho, has passed through these lips.
The homemade versions baked in your very own Cup Cake-shaped Hostess Snack Oven sounds even less appealing. I admit to being tempted, however, by the Twinkies Sushi.
The one Hostess product I did like was the Hostess Fruit Pie. Apple, in particular. Sure, the crumbly crust had a kind of nasty sugar glaze, and the piddling amount of apple filling always collected in one end, but it was only 25 cents. Plus, it was the secret weapon of superheroes.
And while I've had my share of junk food, nary a Hostess Twinkie, nor a Cup Cake, nor a Ding Dong, nor Ho Ho, has passed through these lips.
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Monday, September 20, 2004
Scary, scary food
Over at the Daily Bread, they have found the ultimate abomination: pea-flavored ice cream.
Just try to go to sleep now, little girl, mwah-ha-ha-ha!!!
Just try to go to sleep now, little girl, mwah-ha-ha-ha!!!
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Free Pinchy!
Who isn't fascinated by live lobsters at the supermarket? Even I can't resist tapping on the glass of the grocery store tank to say hello to the lobsters.
If you think more about it, you might buy them and take them home to eat for dinner.
If you think too much about it, you might feel sorry for the lobsters, buy them, and take them home to be your pets.
If you think too much about it and have too much to drink and you're the Terminator 2 child star turned troubled C-lister, you might get arrested for trying to liberate the lobsters.
If you think more about it, you might buy them and take them home to eat for dinner.
If you think too much about it, you might feel sorry for the lobsters, buy them, and take them home to be your pets.
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