Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Have you ever grilled a PB&J?

My worst nightmare has come true. I think I am starting to *gasp* turn into an optimist. Okay, that might be an overstatement, but I seriously have been thinking ridiculously hard for the past week about stuff to make fun of or criticize on thiz hurr website and I cannot come up with a single thing. Could it be? Am I turning into a slightly tolerable human being? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE?

Today at work, Andrew and I had a novel idea. What changes would our world face if someone concocted a type of pill that could replace sleep? What if you never got tired? Would our society see a more fast-paced lifestyle, accomplishing more tasks and having more fun? Or would more time be wasted? It's really interesting to think about.
A typical conversation in these living conditions:
Mother: Stop playing the PS27, it's time for bed!
Child: WHAT IS BED?!?!?!?!?!?!

Not really. But really. Would you have a bed? Could Young Money make your bed rock? Serious question.

Everybody reading this knows what lolcats are, right? I thought you did. Everyone know what lolspeak is? I thought you did, as well. I am not going to go into a lesson on this so if you don't know I suggest you Google it or pull a Benjamin Button to close the generation gap. Now here is my genius idea:

She's fun! She's flirty! She's fabulous! She's a smartass! She's....OHAI KITTEH. Tell me what you think.

And to my reader from Estonia, since I apparently have one of those (whadahexup): Ühest keelest ei piisa kunagi. 4eva.

I'm out. Love, peace, Swedish accent cheese