As an old school guy I can tell you with great authority that "old school fruit loops" don't look like that. Busted, dude. "Old school fruit loops"means you got your red, your orange, and your yellow, and that's it. Three colors, three flavors, from the freakin Permian Period to just a few short years ago. There was an order to the universe, and an order for eating (first you ate the yellow lemony ones, taking your time, then the orange orangish ones, slowly getting soft, then and only then the succulent red cherryish ones, softened almost to mushiness and turning the milk pink, oh yeah)
Then in the 1990s with their new age political corectness liberal secular mumbo-jumbo they come in with their green Fruit Loops and their purple Fruit Loops and who knows what else. They, and late night movie watching, have never been the same since.
And don't get me started on Count Fucking Chocula...
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
4 comments:
Combine the three of THOSE and you will have weird dreams, dude!!!
I'm worried about your sugar intake, Calvin.
:-)
Pearl
Uh, excuse me, but I must call shenanigans.
As an old school guy I can tell you with great authority that "old school fruit loops" don't look like that. Busted, dude. "Old school fruit loops"means you got your red, your orange, and your yellow, and that's it. Three colors, three flavors, from the freakin Permian Period to just a few short years ago. There was an order to the universe, and an order for eating (first you ate the yellow lemony ones, taking your time, then the orange orangish ones, slowly getting soft, then and only then the succulent red cherryish ones, softened almost to mushiness and turning the milk pink, oh yeah)
Then in the 1990s with their new age political corectness liberal secular mumbo-jumbo they come in with their green Fruit Loops and their purple Fruit Loops and who knows what else.
They, and late night movie watching, have never been the same since.
And don't get me started on Count Fucking Chocula...
My poor Mark, do I want to say you KNOW your Fruit Loops or your ARE a Fruit Loop...in this case both are true.
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