When Life Gives You Lemons

Well, as my blogging skills aren’t as A+ as some of the ones I have seen on this site I figured I would start off by telling a funny story that happened to me and my friend Tamara a couple of months ago.

Well….. Tamara and I were headed over to another friends place to just chill and hangout (you know N.O.R.M.L friend stuff) when we decided we better grab something to munch on so we went to our local IGA.  It’s a really small town so when new items stock the shelves its a pretty big deal.  Anyway were perusing down the potato chip aisle wondering to ourselves what kind of chips are we gonna buy this time… Maybe we can mix it up a bit and get All Dressed or something, but low and behold out of the corner of my eye I see a new flavour “HOLY FUCK TAMARA they have a new flavor” those were my exact words I kid you not :D and what do we see when we grab the cellophane bag of the shelf.  Well what first drew my attention was the little dancing strip of bacon  I swear I will find a picture of the little dancing bacon strip and I will post it on this site just so you can all see how ridiculous it looks.

Anyhow, we eventually come to realize that this little dancing bacon actually stands for something “CRISPY BACON” that was the flavor “CRISPY BACON” and Tamara and eye started laughing, oh did we ever start laughing. I want you to grab a thesaurus or well www.thesaurus.com or whatever you wanna do and look up Laughter then look through all the words and find the best craziest sounding word for laughter and I guarantee you we were doing it.

So of course we bought the chips I mean how couldn’t we? so as were walking along, our faces smug with the our latest purchase, we decided well we should get to try them first seeing as we paid for them right? right. well if we had wanted to pay for disgusting, salty, crispy, bacony, (insert big crazy word for absolutely fucking nasty… www.thesaurus.com) then we sure as hell bought the right kind of chips.

Never buy these things they are probably the worst chips I have ever had and we had those chips for months.  They sat in my friends basement for such a long time.  Every time anyone would see them their mind would trick them into thinking “Hey a crispy bacon chip sure wouldn’t be too bad just yet” oh but minds are fickle mistresses, they drag you along on a tight puppet string until bam they wrap that string around your neck and strangle the shit out of you (or make you eat a crispy bacon chip)

Well man that was a lot of text for a short story I mean I coulda summed it up in 3 lines.

“Tamara and I always buy the same chips. We saw a new flavor and we bought them. They were really gross. Don`t Buy Them!”

but I didn’t I rambled and well I’m sorta doing it again…. sorry :(