April 11, 2013

I May Need Meds, or Just A Few M&Ms

By LC Aggie Sith

Last week, Son asked me to get him some glow sticks for a project. Normally this would be fine, but the project is for speech, and the group is selling glow-in-the-dark socks.

That can only end in frustration, and a few neon stains.

Yesterday while at Wally World, a young woman was debating which hair color to get. Her friend suggested she try a platinum blonde shade. The girl said she was looking for a silver color because she couldn’t afford platinum.

At least her friend looked at her funny.

In the refrigerated section, a man was trying to decide between cuts of beef. The meat dept. guy was offering his expertise, when the gentleman said, “It would be simpler to have just beef and lite beef, like beer does.”

cosby-wut

There are days when I think we need to remove warning labels, and let the problem sort itself out.

LITE BEEF???

Someone pass the M&Ms 😀

About LC Aggie Sith

Machete-wielding zombie killer when not shopping for shoes. View all posts by LC Aggie Sith
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37 responses to “I May Need Meds, or Just A Few M&Ms”

  • Rob
    April 11th, 2013 at 4:52 PM

    …and you wonder how Obama got voted President…TWICE. Teh Stoopid is very thick out there, oh yes it is…

  • Grand
    April 11th, 2013 at 4:56 PM

    If you buy a bag and only get M&M you really are not getting your money’s worth. The bags I buy have a lot more than two,

    Actually why aren’t the damn things called Ms, or the candies labelled with two Ms on them?

    Or the bag labelled M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M

  • xbradtc
    April 11th, 2013 at 5:41 PM

    I got a defective bag. It was full of W & W’s.

  • Nicole
    April 11th, 2013 at 5:44 PM

    I think you should have told her that she didn’t need to color her hair. She obviously already had the blonde part downpat.

  • Nicole
    April 11th, 2013 at 5:45 PM

    Oh, and yes to removing warning labels. I look forward to reading articles about people who burn themselves ironing their clothes while wearing them and such things. The warning labels come off and the right to sue the manufacturer because you are an idiot also goes away.

  • Jackpine Savage
    April 11th, 2013 at 6:10 PM

    I once asked the guy at a pizza place if he could cut my medium pizza into 6 slices instead of 8. I told him I didn’t think I could eat 8 slices. Sad part is, he didn’t even blink.

    Now, I’m desperately trying to figure out a reason to own Glow in the Dark socks. If you need to put your socks on in the dark they almost make sense, but why not just turn on the light?

  • roamingfirehydrant
    April 11th, 2013 at 6:44 PM

    There is a museum near Bar Harbor, Maine called the Oceanarium. Great place to go when it’s raining and you can’t hike Acadia. The guy at the touch tank was telling stories about the pictures on the wall, including one of a humongous blue lobster. “It was a foggy gray day like today, and I guess people had fog on the brain. I tried making a joke that that was the color lobsters turned when you boiled them in ice water. (pause) A gentleman asked, ‘Do they taste better that way?’ “

  • RabidAlien
    April 11th, 2013 at 7:08 PM

    I convinced a rather annoying micromanaging USN ensign that the reason the pump motor I was working on wasn’t, in fact, working, was due to the release of the smoke from the plastic tubes with copper end-plugs. He looked confused, so I proceeded to explain the smoke theory of electron movement (c’mon, NOTHING can move through a solid, right? So how can electrons move through a solid copper wire? Besides…have you seen any electrical equipment work after someone lets the smoke out?). He finally left me alone to finish troubleshooting, and I found the problem not too long after that. Which was good…because the genius went to the Engineer (3rd in command on the sub) and told him what the “problem” was. Eng said I had him totally convinced. Tried really hard not to laugh while informing me that Ensign was, in fact, an officer and that I was to at least respect the rank, if not the person.

    I got a high-five for that from my Chief.

    • LC Aggie Sith
      April 11th, 2013 at 7:32 PM

      HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Chief would be very proud indeed 😀

    • reiuxcat
      April 11th, 2013 at 9:07 PM

      Well done! I wish my grandfather (CPO, WWII and Korea) was still alive so I could tell him that one RA.

      • RabidAlien
        April 13th, 2013 at 1:46 PM

        I’m firmly convinced that some officers pass OCS for the sole reason to give the enlisted men a way to vent their pent-up frustrations. Cuz I’ve seen the havoc that can be wreaked when a friend and I…..er……two frustrated enlisted men turn their prank-i-ness loose upon the other enlisted men in the engineering spaces. When the sonar techs tell us they can hear the M-Div LPO screaming “McGee! Lowry! Dammit, I know it was one of you!!!”, then all is right with the world.

  • reiuxcat
    April 11th, 2013 at 9:04 PM

    All my M&Ms looked like sigmas. ( Σ )

    Yes, yes, I am a cursed engineer.

  • scottthebadger
    April 12th, 2013 at 12:34 AM

    It’s cold and rainy here in Wisconsin, Land of the Badgers. I am going down to Viking Village to get some nice marbled stew meat, some carrots, and some corn. I will stop by Kwik Trip on the way home, as they have gotten hold of some truly amazing taters. (You could make a very satisfactory meal with just one baked Kwik Trip potato, and some butter and salt. I wish I knew what kind they are. ) Then it’s home to to crock pot, and later on, nice thick stew!

    • LC Aggie Sith
      April 12th, 2013 at 7:10 AM

      That sounds comforting! I prefer gold potatoes for stew, and all around, really. Best potatoes I ever had were Heidingsfeld from Germany. Send some stew this way! 🙂

  • Yabu
    April 12th, 2013 at 2:00 PM

    There are days when I think we need to remove the government, and let the problems sort themselves out.

  • Mitchell
    April 12th, 2013 at 7:57 PM

    This reminds me that I wanted to buy some glow in the dark yarn.

  • katiepede
    April 14th, 2013 at 11:06 AM

    It’s probably horse meat…. 😉 x

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