"There are countless horrible things happening all over the world and horrible people prospering, but we must never allow them to disturb our equanimity or deflect us from our sacred duty to sabotage and annoy them whenever possible." -Auberon Waugh
I have a strange relationship with candy corn. If you were to ask me if I liked it, I'd tell you - truthfully - that it's way too sweet and I don't really care for it. But if you left a bowl of the stuff within reach, I'd probably eat it all within mere minutes.
That's the power of Evil Sugar, Paco. My dislike of candy corn, however, has more to do with its sort of waxy texture, which is strange because when I was very small, I loved those little wax Coke bottles with sweet liquid in them and would chew them up until all the sweet was gone. The memories Halloween brings up.
I am so happy Halloween is over. I'm sick of lame "horror" movies on all the channels I watch. I am pretty sick of constant political ads and political texts too, it's annoying living in a 'swing' state.
For what it's worth, I saw Young Frankenstein in the theater when it came out, and when Peter Boyle's monster tried to sing the line "puttin on the Ritz", the theater erupted with probably the loudest roar of laughter I've heard, before or since.
Faster forward a decade. I was working in the graphics department of a local newspaper (a converted screen porch) when one guy (the office clown, natch) started whistling "Puttin on the Ritz" and when he got to the "puttin on the ritz" line, he and four of the other 5 of us did Peter Boyle's version, without prompting. Our supervisor said "what the fuck???", and started laughing when it dawned on her, and out of the breakroom right outside the doorway, was the sound of our publisher dropping his coffee cup in the sink and laughing loudly.
Not really anything important, but something I still chuckle about 35 years later.
The graphics department was in a converted screen porch, and the breakroom had a window out to it. I don't know why I inserted that in that part of the sentence.
That made me laugh Spiny. My boring anecdote. When I was blogging regularly at Doublepusundead, I saw some Russians were selling women's tees with Putin's silhouette on the chest. All the models had large breasts. I posted the pics with that clip and the lyrics except at the end I changed it to "Putin on the titz!" Now, whenever I hear that song and sing along in my head, that's what I sing, in Peter Boyle's voice of course.
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ReplyDeleteSaw that in a comment at Sondrakistan.
Highlarious.
Hahaha, that's pretty good. Even though I don't like candy corn.
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ReplyDeleteI have a strange relationship with candy corn. If you were to ask me if I liked it, I'd tell you - truthfully - that it's way too sweet and I don't really care for it. But if you left a bowl of the stuff within reach, I'd probably eat it all within mere minutes.
ReplyDeleteThat's the power of Evil Sugar, Paco. My dislike of candy corn, however, has more to do with its sort of waxy texture, which is strange because when I was very small, I loved those little wax Coke bottles with sweet liquid in them and would chew them up until all the sweet was gone. The memories Halloween brings up.
ReplyDeleteOh, the little wax Coke bottles! I haven't thought about those in probably decades. I wonder if they still make them?
ReplyDeleteApparently they do!
ReplyDeleteCracker Barrel might have them since they stock many, many candies from our youth. Yesterday, there were dots, orange peanuts, moon pies, etc.
DeleteI am so happy Halloween is over. I'm sick of lame "horror" movies on all the channels I watch.
ReplyDeleteI am pretty sick of constant political ads and political texts too, it's annoying living in a 'swing' state.
Potentially boring anecdote incoming:
ReplyDeleteFor what it's worth, I saw Young Frankenstein in the theater when it came out, and when Peter Boyle's monster tried to sing the line "puttin on the Ritz", the theater erupted with probably the loudest roar of laughter I've heard, before or since.
Faster forward a decade. I was working in the graphics department of a local newspaper (a converted screen porch) when one guy (the office clown, natch) started whistling "Puttin on the Ritz" and when he got to the "puttin on the ritz" line, he and four of the other 5 of us did Peter Boyle's version, without prompting. Our supervisor said "what the fuck???", and started laughing when it dawned on her, and out of the breakroom right outside the doorway, was the sound of our publisher dropping his coffee cup in the sink and laughing loudly.
Not really anything important, but something I still chuckle about 35 years later.
The graphics department was in a converted screen porch, and the breakroom had a window out to it. I don't know why I inserted that in that part of the sentence.
ReplyDeleteThat made me laugh Spiny.
ReplyDeleteMy boring anecdote.
When I was blogging regularly at Doublepusundead, I saw some Russians were selling women's tees with Putin's silhouette on the chest. All the models had large breasts.
I posted the pics with that clip and the lyrics except at the end I changed it to "Putin on the titz!"
Now, whenever I hear that song and sing along in my head, that's what I sing, in Peter Boyle's voice of course.
Good stories, boys! They both made me laugh!
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