Bulldog (Ave.) Rivalry
Grimace: I saw him with you last night.Oven Mitt: And? He was with you yesterday morning!
Grimace: You must be mistaken....
Oven Mitt: Oh, no. You sit there all high and mighty all day long with your glowing neon tubes. Don't think I don't notice.
Grimace: Well, fine, then. Maybe he was here. But can you blame him? You don't even serve breakfast. How can you ever give him what he needs?
Oven Mitt: Has it ever occurred to you that he's looking for more in a relationship? I don't need to offer him breakfast because I have great deals.
Grimace: Yeah, great deals. Like your 5 for $5? Well, maybe that will keep him coming back if what he's looking for is "cheap and easy."
Oven Mitt: Why don't you come over here and say that to my face?!
Grimace: You call that a face? You don't even have a nose. Up yours.
Oven Mitt: Slut.
Grimace: Tramp.
posted by bryant-man @ 7:46 PM
8 Comments:
Bryant are you currently on drugs?
Somehow I know this has something to do with fast food.
Fortunately, I am not familiar enough with the cartoon spokespeople of all fast-food restaurants to know what you are talking about.
*sigh of relief*
Fortunately, I know exactly what you're talking about. So do you think the little mexi-chihuahua doesn't talk any smack...he's in on this too.
Have you ever noticed that Grimace is flipping everyone off? He may have only three digits on his hand, but the middle one is certainly extended. My friends and I used to joke that he was saying "F*** off kids!" as he was flipping us off.
B, care to share the drugs? They're obviously pretty potent. I don't think you need to keep them all for yourself.
Same to you Grimace, same to you
My favorite part was the "slut" "tramp" exchange at the end. Mildly reminiscent of many of my breakups. Good times.
Shameless self-promotion:
http://blogdorthejourninator.blogspot.com/2005/10/grimace.html
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