Thursday, November 29, 2007

Never assume...
A couple of years ago I bought a black and white winter hat.
The hat is black and has a white "B" on the front of it.
I got it while I was waiting at the airport
assumed it was a Red Sox hat.
But now I'm thinking it would be kind of funny if the "B" wasn't even about the Red Sox
it turned out it actually stood for "Bitch".
It was a trick thought up by the person who owned the hat cart.
He just woke up really pissed one day and thought:
I need a way to secretly insult strangers! I know what I'll do I'll open a cart that sells hat's with a "B" on them then people will buy them thinking it shows their support of the Red Sox but little do they know it stands for me calling them a bitch!

So the day I bought that hat I was all happy about my new Red Sox hat
meanwhile this guy is thinking:

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Monday, November 19, 2007

The Lottery
I have never once seen anyone win at any of these claw machine things:

If I were to win I would make a point to make a huge deal about it
overeact and start screaming.
Because I would want to be sure that everyone who was around never forgot about that time they actually saw someone win something from one of those claw machine things.

I was tempted to try my luck at the claw machine based on this picture that was on the front of it:

Monday, November 12, 2007

Who knew...
I wasn't aware of the fact that buying chicken paws was an option:

I think I'll say, "No thank you" to that one.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Is this coin jar possessed?

I think it looks like it is.
I think it's supposed to be a squirrel or chipmunk.
It looks like it's out for revenge over...skippy?
Maybe not.
In either case I found that my coin jar was filled with change today
it was high time that I tried to use a Coin Star machine at a supermarket.
Enough with rolling up coins and showing up at a bank with them!
I felt it was time to make the switch to showing up at the supermarket with my evil-squirrel/chipmunk-skippy-coin jar
dumping my change into a machine like a crazy lady.
It was well worth it
very liberating.