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Tuesday, 8 April 2003
HAVE AT THEE!
Put your manboobs up to mine and pummel me senseless!
I'm like a cherry tree!
Blog me bruised!
Blog blog blog...
Blog me till I see baby chicks.
Blog me under the table, liking cigarette butts and foaming at the mouth.
Blog me hunched heaving over the toilet, gumming the porceilin and caressing a poohlog.
Blog me in the summer.
Blog me for my birthday!
I love you all.
Hope I get some action outta this.
Posted by pudbat
at 1:14 PM EDT
Dr. Pepper
So the slogan for Diet Dr. Pepper is "Tastes more like regular Dr. Pepper," right?
What in sam hill is happening here?
Let's really think about where this is going. Tastes more like regular Dr. Pepper than...
That's right!
DR. PEPPER ITSELF!
Somehow the molecular engineers behind the scenes at Dr. Pepper central have come up with a way for the simulation of something to capture the essence of its basis for simulation and then take that dangerous next step of actually SURPASSING the basis in the quality of its essence.
Diet Dr. Pepper tastes more like Dr. Pepper than Dr. Pepper itself!
If you were to taste the two of them one right after the other, you might be in the position, according to the slogan, to say that Diet Dr. Pepper tastes, according to your understanding of what we'll call here "Dr. Pepperness," most like Dr. Pepper.
The implications of this are nightmarish to say the least. Where else has such a surpassing of basis of simulacra occurred? Have we been fooled in the past?
Have changes been made under our noses as we unknowingly wonder the grocery store, not realizing the imposters for their improved essentiality?
All I can be sure of is that I like the way Dr. Pepper tastes.
Alot.
It fucking rules.
Drink Dr. Pepper.
I'm insane, nope, and again.
Goatbanana for fruitopolis.
poop.
Posted by pudbat
at 12:55 PM EDT
Friday, 28 March 2003
me
hope this crap works
Posted by pudbat
at 7:09 PM EST
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