Yet Another Random Spout.

Writing the word 'spout' in my title made me think of a little diddy. What little diddy you wonder? I'm a Little Teapot, of course. I hope you're singing it right now.

"...here is my handle, here is my spout..."

That new Dr. Scholl's commercial with the huge foot being massaged really grosses me out. To the point that I gag when I see it. Feet don't usually bother me, but a giant one? It stinks. Pun intended.
Have you all seen this commercial!?!

And since we're talking about commercials...what about that Bisquick commercial? The lady that sings the little jingle "blueberry pa-an-cakes". Yeah. It's horrible. She can't sing. At all. If that lady is one of your relatives, I'm sorry. I truly am. I bet it's torture when she gathers 'round to sing Happy Birthday at family gatherings.

I probably shouldn't follow Paul Walker on Twitter. I think too many naughty thoughts. Especially when he posts pictures of himself................................Alright. Moving on.

Mercy. Those eyeballs.

I love the word eyeballs. So fun to say.

I gave Coke Zero a try this week. Everyone that's ever told me it "tastes like regular" is a big fat liar. The next person that ever tells me that--watch out. I'm going to punch you in the throat. I know regular Coke. This is no regular. It has a definite diety taste. I'm not saying it's gross or horrible. It's not. It's definitely better than Diet Coke. It's just no regular.

I semi-panicked last night when my zipper was stuck on my pants. I really needed to go to the bathroom. I thought I was going to poop my pants before I got it undone. Not a good feeling. For those that are curious, I didn't poop myself.

I received two emails simultaneously on my phone. One from Pillsbury, with the subject line: 26+ cozy comfort food recipes. The other email was from Victoria's Secret: Bitsy beach sexy bikinis. Hmm. The irony. Cozy comfort food and bitsy beach sexy bikinis go together about as well as Lindsay Lohan and sobriety do.

Speaking of comfort food, Spumoni ice cream is so good.

I disabled comment word verifications a few weeks ago. I know it's annoying to have to do those, so I thought I'd give it a try to see if I got any spam comments. Since I disabled I've gotten several. Like six or more in the past few weeks. It's kinda making me want to go back to word verifications, so don't hate me if I do. It's just frustrating more than anything. If you all are like me, you get excited about getting a notification of a comment. Then you read it and it looks something like this:

"Ik wilde alleen maar een snelle reactie om te zeggen ik ben blij dat ik vond uw blog te maken. Bedankt"

Oh really? The only word I recognize is 'blog'. I don't know what exactly you're trying to tell me, Mr. Spam Commenter. This is a real comment that I just received, by the way. Word for crazy word.

Be extra careful when reaching into a McDonald's bag to get your fries. The fry box will give you a gnarly paper cut if you're being careless during your excitement to retrieve your fries. Learn from my mistake, friends.
Also, as of last night, this fatty had consumed her fourth #2 value meal from McDonald's within a week's time. The #2 is the two cheeseburger meal for those of you that don't have the meal numbers memorized. I'm a spirited supported of the two cheeseburger meal. It's such a delicious treat when you eat this meal. You finish one burger and then, oh, wait, here I go opening another one. It's like unwrapping a present. Two of them.

Here is an example of newsworthy crime in my town:
"Two males fighting in the front yard. One has a stick, the other a rifle." Sounds like a fair match to me.
P.S.- This isn't made up. This was a direct tweet from a man that gets news as it happens in my town. He must have a police scanner.

Sometimes I think about Bubb Rubb and Lil Sis. Mainly Lil Sis. I wonder how she is and what she's doing now-a-days. Sometimes for fun I like to randomly say some of her lines when I'm just hanging out around my house such as, "It's just for decorations. Dat's it and dat's all, man". Or "Yeeah, I got it on my car". Of course I say it in true Lil Sis fashion.
I'm sure most of you know who I'm talking about when I mention Bubb Rubb and Lil Sis with their Whistle Tips and all. I talk about them like they're my family members. Don't I wish. If you don't know what I'm talking about at all, well, shame on you. Please tune in below to watch one of my very favorite YouTube videos of all time. It's an old one, but it will never get old for me.

I've had a couple of nice souls to ask a question for that Q&A session (see post below). If I had a prize, I'd give you both one for being awesome question askers. I'm gonna need some more of you all to step it up. Questions are fun.

That's all for now, friends. Peace and blessings.