Yet clearly someone felt so frightened by the possibility of their soda-like finally being reciprocated that he or she deliberately stuck this bottle in concrete.
It *liked* you, guy! And you liked it! How could you possibly treat a poor soda this way.
It is not unlike the tale of Pyramus and Thisbe, if rather than meeting at a hole in the wall to plight their troth under the full moon, one of them was instead a bottle of the Fresh-Up Drink, Seven-Up. Now that is a Midsummer's Night dream.
YOU LIKE IT
ReplyDeleteIT LIKES YOU
What could be simpler than this?
Yet clearly someone felt so frightened by the possibility of their soda-like finally being reciprocated that he or she deliberately stuck this bottle in concrete.
It *liked* you, guy! And you liked it! How could you possibly treat a poor soda this way.
It is not unlike the tale of Pyramus and Thisbe, if rather than meeting at a hole in the wall to plight their troth under the full moon, one of them was instead a bottle of the Fresh-Up Drink, Seven-Up. Now that is a Midsummer's Night dream.
You treat the soda that way because it wasn't giving you the respect you deserve. If you ain't got respect you ain't got nothing.
ReplyDeleteAnd next time we mix up the cement right on the pier, none of this "Oh it's too heavy to move" shit.