What’s up with ketchup and mustard? No matter how much I shake them, when I open and squeeze….out comes that liquid sploosh that isn’t quite ketchup or mustard.
Is that liquid hanging on for dear life up in the cap somewhere while I’m singing my shaking song? ( Shake , shake , shake, ….shake , shake, shake….shake your bottle).
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What’s up with the Drive thru? The sign clearly says “Drive Thru”. Dunkin Donuts needs to change their sign to read “Drive Thru OR Block Traffic, It’s all up to you! Because that red-head behind you doesn’t really need her coffee”
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What’s up with the special secret society of EXEMPT STOPPERS? I’m sure New York has the most members because I see their members ignore signs and lights every day. I feel so excluded. I never got my invitation..
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What’s up with pens? How does the ink jump up on my fingers? Special jumping ink? Ink with a mind of its own? Is it like The Blob?
Thank you for joining the morning ramble through the brain bramble. This is the end of the tour ( unless The Blob got you, in which case welcome to The Hotel California). Please exit to your left. Watch out for the sploosh on the floor and if you feel like it please observe all traffic signs . If you’re in the Drive Thru putting on your makeup, we’ll wait.