d 13 in idea barrages

The fact that there isn’t a punk band in Toronto called “Oi Canada” is yet another reason why I should be installed as World’s Namer Of Things.

Hear me out: an amusement park built around an “abandoned amusement park” theme.

RESOLVED: Shaggy is just the world’s tallest hobbit.

I grab the mug by my bedside, forgetting the evening’s herbal tea bags inside, push it into the K-cup machine and make a coffee. I have made this mistake so many times, I got used to coffee with a hint of Sleepybear tea. This probably says a lot things about me.

When the insurance industry realized that there’s no way any of the businesses in that field could be functionally different without cutting way into profits by lowering prices and the only way to generate difference was Wacky Ads, that was the weirdest lightbulb going off ever.

If you think about it “an eye for an eye” is really just a form of blinding arbitration.

The satellite radio Christmas channels can teach you things you never knew before, like that the Backstreet Boys did a Christmas song that basically just took “Come On Eileen” and sent it through an emblandening machine.

Why say “I do custom pieces on Deviantart” when you can say “I’m a junk drawer”?