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October 23rd, 2007
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Good English, bad English
The Quotable Bax: "That's like a tree of making sense in a forest of missing the point."
    -- me, to roaminrob, on something brain-dead a Washington Mutual support mook told him.

(I must be really on fire today. This comes only a few hours after my previous quip, and a day after the web 2.0 pun.)

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The writer of this news story, N. Clark Judd, really ought to win some sort of award. The story itself ("Flaming squirrel ignites car in Bayonne") is awesome enough, but the story lede made me laugh out loud in that ow-painful sort of way.

Analysis: WIN.

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This Is Why You Never Order Custom Cakes From WalMart. Money quote:
[H]e told them to write: “best wishes Suzanne” and underneath that write “we will miss you” ... [this is] the cake that was delivered.

Analysis: FAIL.

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From:gchpaco
Date:October 24th, 2007 05:09 am (UTC)
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Okay, I'm not sure what I was expecting from the squirrel story, but that wasn't it. Wow. That was .. special. I didn't even think you could do that to a car.
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From:baxil
Date:October 24th, 2007 10:56 am (UTC)
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With a headline like "Flaming squirrel ignites car in Bayonne," I'm racking my brains trying to think of what else would have been reasonable to expect!

(Besides "This is a The Onion-like site and the story is a satire on Islamic suicide bombers.")
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From:gchpaco
Date:October 24th, 2007 08:24 pm (UTC)
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"Detonate" was the word I was not really expecting, I think. When I think of the things squirrels can and will do to cars, causing them to explode is not high on the list.
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From:baxil
Date:October 24th, 2007 11:41 pm (UTC)
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Good point. "Ignite" sounds more like upholstery than, oh, engine block.
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From:kinkyturtle
Date:October 24th, 2007 07:58 am (UTC)
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Well, you know, it is kind of sad that they'll miss Suzanne, and "sad" is certainly not "neat". It is decidedly several levels below it. So, in a sense, it is indeed under-neat that they will miss her.

Anyway, look at the big picture: CAKE. Nomnomnomnom.
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From:baxil
Date:October 24th, 2007 10:17 am (UTC)
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The big picture and the little picture are strangely at odds. Because in the big picture, not only did they get CAKE!, but they also got a few fractions of an ounce of EXTRA FROSTING! ... completely free!

You'd think they'd have been falling down with gratitude (and overeating of frosting).
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From:kinkyturtle
Date:October 25th, 2007 12:07 am (UTC)
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Yeah, it's the opposite situation from Mitch Hedberg's Kit Kat bar with the name imprinted on it, thus robbing him of chocolate.
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From:joysweeper
Date:October 25th, 2007 02:57 am (UTC)
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*shakes head*

Flaming squirrel causes instant car barbecue. Carbeque? Sounds like something from the Weekly World News.

People serving behind counters do often seem to drop a few IQ points... my mom once told me about how she went to buy fresh doughnuts at an apple orchard. The counter lady said that there were only two kinds left, so my mom said "I'll take six and six". The counter lady said "What kinds?"

... You know how much time I spent chasing links on icanhascheeseburger the first time you posted one of these cat macros?
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From:elynne
Date:October 25th, 2007 09:23 am (UTC)

counter monkey sez "oook"

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People serving behind counters do often seem to drop a few IQ points...

I know that after dealing with an apparantly endless parade of (many adjectives removed) customers, I'm definitely not at my sharpest. It's frequently much safer for my own sanity to just shut the brain off and coast.

My favorite is the invariable phone conversation: "What hours are you open?" "Ten to six, every day." "Even Sundays?"
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