... just. what.
Mar. 31st, 2013 11:38 pmThe first thing: I maintain a candy dish at work. Most of the time it contains ... stuff. Things. Whatever random candy I happen to have around. Often fun-size, often chocolate.
I went out to grab something to eat (more on that later), and on the way back, I stopped at Safeway.
Tomorrow, that candy dish will contain:
* Pink peeps
* Easter candy corn
* pop rocks
* My Little Pony fruit snacks
and last but definitely not least...
* fruit-filled Hello Kitty marshmallows
So I was on my way back from Jack-in-the-crack. Stoplight. I stuffed the straw into the cup. I took a sip of strawberry soda. I set the cup back in the cupholder --
( Soda-related obscenity. ) There was really no other way to describe it. My gods. No foolin'. The universe has fuckin' pranked me. I am entirely satisfied with the holiday.
I went out to grab something to eat (more on that later), and on the way back, I stopped at Safeway.
Tomorrow, that candy dish will contain:
* Pink peeps
* Easter candy corn
* pop rocks
* My Little Pony fruit snacks
and last but definitely not least...
* fruit-filled Hello Kitty marshmallows
So I was on my way back from Jack-in-the-crack. Stoplight. I stuffed the straw into the cup. I took a sip of strawberry soda. I set the cup back in the cupholder --
( Soda-related obscenity. ) There was really no other way to describe it. My gods. No foolin'. The universe has fuckin' pranked me. I am entirely satisfied with the holiday.