Reminds me of when I was ten and a group of us would go to Friendly's Ice Cream (New England favorite) and see who could come up with the most obnoxious sundae.
Hot fudge and butterscotch over peppermint stick and black raspberry won, hands down.
But you really have to question the bona fides of anyone whose base is a soy chai. That's already so many dimensions removed from reality that it just screams 'New York!'.
The Random House Webster's College Dictionary, determined to drive offensiveness from English, has labelled words with the degree of their offensiveness, thus chiefly enabling insult contests in college dormatories, as to who can produce the most offensive epithet on points.
When someone down the line writes the history of this age, it will be understood that our grand passion was the offense. In the last decade we have indulged in an orgy of litigious offense-taking. It is remarkable that so few of our sages have written about this supreme emotion, the right and privilege of the young, the old, the impaired, women, those of minority sexual preference, and persons of color.
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Reminds me of when I was ten and a group of us would go to Friendly's Ice Cream (New England favorite) and see who could come up with the most obnoxious sundae.
Hot fudge and butterscotch over peppermint stick and black raspberry won, hands down.
But you really have to question the bona fides of anyone whose base is a soy chai. That's already so many dimensions removed from reality that it just screams 'New York!'.
This is the sort of thing that did in the Roman Empire, I'd imagine.
*laughs*
The Random House Webster's College Dictionary, determined to drive offensiveness from English, has labelled words with the degree of their offensiveness, thus chiefly enabling insult contests in college dormatories, as to who can produce the most offensive epithet on points.
When someone down the line writes the history of this age, it will be understood that our grand passion was the offense. In the last decade we have indulged in an orgy of litigious offense-taking. It is remarkable that so few of our sages have written about this supreme emotion, the right and privilege of the young, the old, the impaired, women, those of minority sexual preference, and persons of color.
Wm. Kerrigan, _The Neurotic's Dictionary_, Raritan XI:3 Winter 1992, p.100
I will never understand why white chocolate exists. Vile stuff.
Possibly so, Freeman. But a white chocolate mocha is my kind of blended brownie. Mmmm.
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