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I’ll gladly look at the Weebles at BP for $0.59 44-oz fountain beverages. Take that, McDonalds and your 32-oz “beverage” consisting of 22-oz of ice and 10-oz of beverage for $1.69.
(I can’t afford $1.50 12-oz Izze’s at Whole Foods everyday).
I hear you on the fine BP cuisine–I practically live on the numerous selections from the deli case, and still wonder whatever happened to the “Durham Sandwich Company,” late of Roxboro Street and purveyor of the finest turkey loaf sandwiches slapped between spongy white bread.
I think it’s our rolly-polly janitor’s Hitler mustache, combined with the 1,000 yard stare of the Leatherface family, that starts to creep me the hell out.
June 11, 2007 at 10:52 am
Perhaps you accidentally left out the $3/gal. sign. That’s how Mr. Gas Station Attendant got that green uniform: it’s made out of money.
June 11, 2007 at 1:33 pm
I’ll gladly look at the Weebles at BP for $0.59 44-oz fountain beverages. Take that, McDonalds and your 32-oz “beverage” consisting of 22-oz of ice and 10-oz of beverage for $1.69.
(I can’t afford $1.50 12-oz Izze’s at Whole Foods everyday).
June 11, 2007 at 1:39 pm
I hear you on the fine BP cuisine–I practically live on the numerous selections from the deli case, and still wonder whatever happened to the “Durham Sandwich Company,” late of Roxboro Street and purveyor of the finest turkey loaf sandwiches slapped between spongy white bread.
I think it’s our rolly-polly janitor’s Hitler mustache, combined with the 1,000 yard stare of the Leatherface family, that starts to creep me the hell out.
June 16, 2007 at 11:53 pm
Perhaps these things terrify you because you are ginormous pussy?
June 17, 2007 at 10:59 pm
Oh Mama…
You don’t know the half of it.
June 17, 2007 at 11:52 pm
WTF is up with the word ‘ginormous’? It’s getting really obnoxious.