mrs-roboto's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nothing Compares to Grimace Pete and I often engage in a car game I like to call "Either or Or." I starts out innocently enough. "A Craftsman home or a Victorian," I'll ask. "Victorian," he'll reply. "Craftsman or Cape Cod?" "Craftsman, definitely. How about a Brownstone or a Victorian?" "Oh hard one......Victorian but a Brownstone over a Craftsman." "Yurt in the mountains or houseboat on the sound?" "Does the houseboat have a view of the mountains?" "Sure." "Okay then, houseboat." "Airstream trailer or double wide?" "Easy. Airstream. No one should ever live in a double wide. Ever." "True, true. Smokey the Bear or Woodsy Owl?" "Duh....Woodsy!" "Really? Woodsy is kind of lame." "No way. 'Give a hoot, don't pollute, we'll keep America looking good. HOOT HOOT!' is clearly the best public service jingle ever." "Woodsy or Mr. Owl from the Tootsie Pop Dynasty?" "You can't compare the for profit with the not for profit. It's against the rules." "Okay. Woodsy the Owl or Crying Indian?" "That guy wasn't even Native American. He was Italian. No contest. Woodsy." " The Noid or........ "What the hell was the Noid anyway? I mean I know what the Soggies are. You have cereal and then you add milk and it gets soggy. This makes sense but 'Avoid the Noid?' That makes no sense." "I think the Noid was when the top of your pizza box concaved and the cheese got all stuck to it." "And then what? You were ANNOYED, right? Not simply NOID. That's stupid." "Agreed. Soggies it is." "Grimace or ........" "Nothing compares with Grimace....." "You're right. Game Over." 12:10 p.m. - 2004-12-02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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