Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)
Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Assault with a Greasy Weapon--Man wanted for assault with burgerSounds like a very heated exchange... 'And, you know, we're like, in charge, and we get to be the boss of him, and like, he was all, like, "No WAY, man!" and we were like, "Yuh-HUH!" because, you know, it's like important that we actually SEE the burger, 'cause he might have got the deluxe, and you know, it has pickles and a tomato slice, and that's like fifty cents extra.' Not just the eye, mind you, but the eye AND eyeball. Well, obviously it's bad form to smush a steaming-on-the-outside, frozen-on-the-inside convenience store beef- and beef by-product shaped sandwich into someone's face because of something like this, so the assailant should spend a little time in the pokey for it.
But you know, it might be time for some customer service seminars at the convenience store, too.
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