wat da hell yo be doin in my fridge

wat da hell yo be doin in my fridge
"Close the door! I'm dressing!" said Mayonaisse.
"Don't be such a dip." said Ms. Salsa. "You could use a little spice in your life." Mayonnaise just about flipped his lid upon hearing this.
Instead, he keeled over from a massive coronary, a coronary so massive that it killed everyone within a klick and caused them to spontaneously adopt the metric
donkey. The metric donkey was a beast of burden that
insisted on correcting every creature anywhere, that their inches and cups, etc. were stupid.
The metric system was obviously superior. It made much more sense, he thought. Why these creatures were keeping to these archaic ways, he couldn't understand.
"All bow down before the Meter you heathens." he said. The resistance wanted to pound him to an inch of his life. They wouldn't be led by any foreign rulers.
But this foreigner was unlike any other that had walked through their gates. This one was a thespian. He recited from Hamlet, and the resistance resisted no more. For they had
found ethic diversity and multiculturalism felt as comfortable and snug fitting as a pair of old red slippers on a cold night.

6 Comments

Perronicus Jul 28 2015 @ 12:20

"All bow down before the Meter you heathens." he said :D
inatick Jul 29 2015 @ 02:17

I'm just going to pretend everyone wrote metre not meter for my own peace of mind.
Chaz Jul 29 2015 @ 10:02

You do your maths. I'll do my math. :)
inatick Jul 31 2015 @ 02:43

1 math ... 2 maths ... 3 maths.... Mathematics is easy. I get it now. You only have 1 math in the whole of America. :P
Perronicus Jul 31 2015 @ 02:59

Which math do you think they have?
inatick Jul 31 2015 @ 03:18

Good question. I am not sure but perhaps the Americans can return it to us within a fortnight so that their math can be with the rest of mathematics. It seems a shame for 1 math to be left all on its own.

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