Originally posted by Jampy2.0
You talk too much my son.
Ya know, that comment reminds me of the time I was sitting on my porch sipping some lemonade. It was good lemonade, fresh from the freezer. The kind of lemonade that takes you back to when you kid and had your own lemonade stand, and if you were smart, you had a bowl of lemons sitting right there on the stand with the big pitcher of lemonade with those ice cubes floating in it that just said, "Yes, mister, this will really hit the spot on this hot summer day." Only, the ice cubes were only figuratively saying that since ice cubes can't really talk. Just clarifying since I know a few people on the forums would get all indignant if they thought that I thought that ice cubes could literally talk. It would literally be the death of me to have people thing such a thing. Literally.
Anyway, I was sitting there on my porch with that big, tall glass of lemonade. The glass was covered with water droplets, not because of condensation, but because I'd actually taken a moment to sprinkle a little bit of water on the outside of the glass to give it a head start on the whole water droplets thing because appearances are important which is why you always had to have that bowl of lemons on your lemonade stand even though the lemonade you were serving came from cans in the freezer, and those lemons were just going to get tossed in the garbage since after a few days of sitting in the sun, they'd be pretty skanky...a lot like Jampy's mom. In fact, the importance of good appearance cannot be overstated.
For example, if you were the manager of say, a McDonald's, and some young man walked in with a clean shave, his hair cut short and neat, and dressed in slacks, a cornflower blue shirt, and a solid navy blue tie, would you hire them? Of course not. Someone who looked like a professional might actually end up acting like one. They might not screw up orders at the drive through or spend ten minutes between taking people's orders macking on the cute girl working the register next to them. McDonald's has standard to maintain here. So no way could you let anything like that happen.
Not that I'm saying McDonald's always meets those standards. I know for fact that the McDonald's near me is a pretty slipshod operation with a lot of kids who take their work seriously enough to not just get orders right, but will actually throw out stale french fries rather than serve them to unsuspecting customers at the drive through. Ya know, those customers who you can be all but assured won't drive all the way back to complain about stale fries? I have to admit knowing that I'm going to get fresh fries is kind of a guilty pleasure of mine.
Speaking of guilty pleasures, how many other people here like to run through Wal*mart wearing nothing but some old tighty whities that are a size or two too small while screaming out the latest Disney hit, Let It Go? And as you're running around, you make sure to be doing things that fit the lyrics. For example, when you sing, "...the cold never bothered me anyway," you jump in the freezer. For bonus points, you slam the freezer door shut on yourself just like Elsa does at the end of the song. The only downside is that your now sitting in a freezer wearing nothing but too-tight undies, and well...shrinkage. Pro tip: if you run over to the deli and grab one of the still hot pre-cooked chickens they sell and hold it tight to your package for a minute or two, it'll loosen things right back up and then the cashier won't giggle and point at you when you're checking out.
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that, no, I don't talk too much. That's just like your opinion, man.
and :lock: were big in their days.
