EATIN' THE PINK TACO

This billboard appeared a couple months ago or so......I gave it maybe a few weeks before some prudish Priscilla or religious wingnut would whine loud enough to make it disappear.....wrong.....

One has to guess that the reason is that those totally insular types probably saw it and said "Huh?"......Sorta like when I walked through the TV room a while back while my wife was watching one of those numerous and endless awards shows........Charlize Theron was at the podium talking about wearing a tight-fitting body suit "cameltoe and all".....I fell on the floor laughing.....my wife said "Huh?"......

This Chino Latino outfit has a great sense of humor, evident not only by their billboards, but even their menu......they're a restaurant that offers "Street food from the hot zones" from around the world....spicy shit....not my bag, but.....

Wanna make a reservation? "For a good time call Laurie 612-824-PUPU"

And you can "Party till you phuket"......and "Threesomes encouraged."

Some items on the menu:

Hot and Sticky Jungle Wings
The Three-Way (any 3 sides)
Cap'n Crunchy Lobster Roll
Siggy's Naughty White Tiger Roll
The Weed Eater
Wasabi Tuna Drano Balls
Street Hawker Beef Satay
Ring of Fire Roll
Banzai Bullet Train Bento Box
Fidel's Capitalist Pig Roast (10 person minimum, 72 hours notice required)
Holy Santos' Sacred Surf and Turf (blessed lobster tails, enlightened beef tenderloins, sweet passion fruit sauce and devilish chipotle butter, amen.)

FLUSH ME !!!!

I was just reading that Costco has started to sell caskets at discount prices........

This, of course, has caused apoplexy among the members of the Funeral Directors' Associations
'cause all of a sudden their cash cow is in jeopardy......seems that they'll give you all of the free flowers you want, in order to preserve the (up to) 600% markup on the price of the casket........

Well, nobody's gonna get a dime of my money for a casket.....or a $1Million mausoleum.....or a headstone.....or even so much as an urn......

Burn me!! Reduce me to ashes!! Chrissakes, it ain't like I'm gonna be aware of anything!! I won't have even a vague idea of how many people attend my funeral (which is probably fortunate) or how many shed a tear (even more fortunate).....and fuck those romantic notions about spreading my ashes hither & yon......

Just FLUSH ME!!!!!

Unless, of course, you're afraid that the bulk may create a stoppage.....in that case, stuff me into a fuckin' baggie & integrate me with the weekly collection at the curb......(if that practice isn't allowable under local restrictions, just don't fuckin' tell 'em, you nitwit....they'll probaby think that you just emptied your vacuum cleaner bag).......

Okay, let's assume....just for a moment, mind you......that you're one of those that believes that your body lives on, and is attached to your soul, so you want to be buried......especially next to the loved ones that expired before you.....and in anticipation of being joined by those who follow you.......

Are you fuckin' nuts?? You're just gonna be compost....eaten by worms & bugs, transformed by bacteria, your lifestuff chemically altered to the equivalent of offal.........yeah, shit....and it ain't gonna be an immediate or overnight process....you're gonna be sufferin' for a long time.....bein' eaten away, corroded away, for one helluva a long time, only to become fertilizer for the oak tree that somehow, accidently, germinated near your grave.....

If you're still hangin' on to a belief that you're gonna pass to the afterlife as even a remote resemblance to your worldly self, or to be reunited with with loved ones and acquaintances in their former guises....physically or spiritually......

Get a life!!!! Or afterlife!!!!!

You've been had!!!!

So incinerate me.....it's quick, easy, cheap, done in a flash, no interminable suffering.....and, with the cost savings, give your descendants something that really matters.....a couple nights out, maybe some movie rentals, a new dishwasher, a down payment on a used car, a couple cases of beer, a couple ounces of ganja........

Now, that's what really matters......

Memories? Fuck 'em.....they only exist while you're alive.....so enjoy 'em while you can....they can't be taken with you......

Can't be passed on, either......yours are not theirs.....

So burn me........as cheaply as you can......and spend or pocket the difference.......

Just don't do it prematurely.........

ADMIT IT!!! YOU'RE AN ADDICT!!!!!

There was an article in the Wall Street Journal today, entitled "As Marijuana Use Rises, More People Are Seeking Treatment for Addiction"........

http://online.wsj.com/article_print/SB114652509054640879.html

This is so hilarious.... first, these are federally funded studies, reported by none other than the Wall Street Journal......Do I detect a bias? Or an agenda? A government ringer, a la Rich Gannon?

"Substantial scientific evidence?' Looks more like anecdotal evidence to me....

"Marijuana Anonymous?" How many steps in that program?

"No debate among American researchers".....Gimme a fuckin' break.......

Note that it says that the "euphoria" can be addictive....not the THC itself....and then at the rate of only 2 or 3 % of users......

Fuck!!!! That can apply to the addictiveness of the "euphoria" experienced by 2 or 3 % of .......well, let me think.........EVERYTHING.....ANYTHING......such as:

Runners (well, I had to start somewhere...... I'm acquainted with a few, as well as tri-athletes, all of whom feel that I'm a degenerative slacker, denying myself of such a rush!!!), gamers, movie nuts, blog readers, church-goers, sports fanatics, hobbyists, reality TV fans, gardeners, soap addicts, golfers, skiers, crossword puzzle enthusiasts (I must confess), gamblers, readers of any particular genre, stock speculators, butterfly collectors, bird-watchers, porn viewers, history buffs, antique collectors ( or junkers), Xtreme anything, political junkies, car buffs, collectors of anything (i.e. baseball cards, Barbie dolls, pet rocks, arrowheads, coins, stamps, militaria, railroadiana, license plates, Pokemon.....), wine snobs, art snobs, fashion snobs, haute cuisine snobs (gimme, meat, potatoes, & corn, with copious amounts of butter, 3 times a day 24-7-365, and hold the green shit, lite shit, or any kind of mayo, dressing, or seasonings other than salt, pepper, & Ken Davis' barbeque sauce), astronomers, geologists, archaeologists, computer geeks, snowmobilers, polo players or any of the "horsie" ilk, members of groups like PETA, the Sierra Club, the ACLU, the Nazi Party, the Young Republicans, or the Isaac Walton League......