I’m loathe to admit it, but the other day?
I Googled the name of my blog to see what would pop up.
Ironically, my blog didn’t… but I discovered something just as interesting.
I’m a chain of stores in Saudi Arabia.
Who knew?
So if you find yourself with extra time on your hands the next time you’re in Riyadh…
Stop by and say hello.
And let me know if it’s worth suing over name rights.
P. S. …. Don’t forget to bring me back a chicken print burka.
But sometimes, my question is this…
Why would you want to?
Personally, I’ve never felt the need to shed my skin like a snake…
But okay, whatever floats your boat.
And while I enjoy a good bug museum as much as the next girl…
I’ve never felt the need to actually snack on them.
Eww.
This one?
I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it just looks…
Wrong.
Likewise for Fred and friends dunking their nether regions in my cup of hot tea.
Just…
No.
I could probably get behind the bread alignment pad…
And sure.
Wine condoms, if anyone actually ever has leftover wine.
(Is that even possible?)
But this last one –
Is not only an affront to common decency…
But the ruination of every backyard bbq and clambake in my foreseeable future.
Damn you Amazon…
I may never eat corn again.
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