“Real juice from real people”? No thanks. I think I’ll skip my daily serving of people juice…

Sorry, I couldn’t lie to you.

[HermanTurnip takes in a slow, deep breath...]

*Whew*  That felt good to get off my chest.

Anyway, we were wandering the isles like a pair of overwhelmed Communist-era Russians airdropped into the middle of a modern day grocery store, dumbstruck and staring wild-eyed at the sheer amount of food freely available to absolutely anybody stumbling in from the street, taking in as much as we could while trying not to trip over our own feet when we first saw it.

I’m not sure why it stuck out the way it did, drawing our attention away from every other gleaming, hyper-packaged toy on the shelves.  It just didn’t seem real.  It didn’t seem…right.

Is this a joke?  Was I really looking at a pink Ouija board, the very object employed by spiritualists and mediums worldwide to contact the dead, openly targeting the pre-teen set?  Is this an attempt to indoctrinate an impressionable segment of our society into the questionable ways of the occult and the paranormal?  The blatant color scheme given this product makes it painfully obvious who Toys R Us has their sharpened, brightly packaged claws aimed at.

If Toys R Us is so keen at exposing children to the mystical art of divination and transcendentalism then I have to ask, “Why stop there?”  This target demographic is far to valuable to stop at mere baubles and parlor tricks.  Why not hook them to a real habit early on to ensure a consistent source of valuable revenue for many years to come?

After giving it much thought, I think I’ve come up with a fool-proof way to market my favorite vice of choice to the youth of today:

All I need is a heartless corporation to back me.  Come on.  We’ll make a grip of cash…

Apparently there are certain individuals who are unsure if two flushes are required, or they feel the need to seek approval before flushing twice, but I guess there’s enough of an outstanding issue to warrant such a sign in the men’s room.

I’m not sure if I want to be working with people who are mentally incapable of determining whether or not a secondary swirl is required.  Being in the IT field, I thought I was working with some bright bulbs, but this sign seems to confirm otherwise.

I wonder if the mystery man that this sign is aimed at has as much trouble flushing at home as he does at work?

Ah well.  Probably best not to dwell on such unsettling thoughts.

Happy Friday!

One ticket, please.

Hope you have a relaxing weekend, and I’ll see you again on Monday when we’ll hopefully find out who that third dentist is. Ya know, that one dentist who never agrees with the other two…

Which reminds me. I once had a dentist named “Michael Meyers”, and another named “Dr. Grim”. Trust me, you never wanted them to find out that you weren’t flossing.