Death, Food and Commodity Fetishism
"I heard your dad went into a restaurant and ate everything in the restaurant and they had to close the restaurant." - Ralph Wiggum RIP
Yes, I am sad to be the bearer of ridiculous news, but it would seem that our beloved yellow Ralph has passed on to the land of mists and mellow fruitfulness. In other news, I also went into a restaurant tonight and ate everything in the restaurant and they had to close the restaurant. It's a shame, I liked that place.
In further news, the delightful housemate M has acquired a brand spanking new second hand car, which she will be using, presumably, to drive to the moon. This housemate spent her entire day wearing Victorian underwear, so you never know what she's going to do next.
I bumped into a classmate (Joe - mid fifties at least) at the supermarket while I was purchasing
- Toilet roll
- Sanitary towels
- Hair gel
- Chocolate buttons
and he told my husband that I was the intellectual light of the class. That was a remarkable compliment, because Joe and I disagree on everything philosophical. And also because it just was. It's nice when a grown up says nice things about you. WHY DID YOU NEVER SAY YOU LOVED ME MOTHER. WHY?!
neuro-praxis -- Wishing She Could Have Nuts Surgically Implanted In Her Cheeks Just Like That Mad One Mariah Carey
Posted by neuro-praxis on April 13, 2005 11:30 PM, in the category
Ralph is dead, no it cant be,he was our dream child.
My mother used to send me to the chemist for sanitry towels.Oh the shame. I eventually insisted that she write a note with instructions that the chemist put them in bag and deliver them to the fat child hiding around the corner. It was drug pushing 80's style.
It's funny the emotions the interweb brings up...sob.
Posted by: tommy at April 14, 2005 12:42 AMAre you sure he didn't say "intellectual light-weight of the class"? 'Cos that wouldn't be very nice at all.
T
Posted by: teragram at April 14, 2005 08:34 PM