That is still a spam title, there will be no triple, not even double (double) posting. I am exhausted from a fantastic weekend. Thanks for asking reading.

Speaking of commercials, have you noticed the recent rash of commercials proclaiming their products (Mars Bars and Quaker granola bars just to name two) peanut free? And then invading your television screen with an image kind of like the one below, just in case you didn't get it the first 500 times they mentioned their product was now peanut free?

You know, because their products are now PEANUT FREE.

P. E. A. N. U. T.

F. R. E. E. ... not F. R. E., but F. R. E. E.

*bashing head against a big, blue textbook*

Not that I'm fully opposed to this movement towards a peanut free world, but I'm allergic to cats, can the people responsible for this peanut-boycotting channel some of their efforts to get rid of cats? Or would that be considered inhumane because cats are living breathing souls that just happen to tickle my nose, eyes and throat to the point of near-death?

By the by, this blog will now be ... you guessed it ... but I still had to do it ... although it is by no means purely obligatory because I remain committed to any jokes formulated up in the twisted corridors of my mind ... I think I've stalled long enough ...



Take that, Charlie Brown.

Similar to anyone that owned Nortel forgot to sell their stock before August 2002, or nerds that were convinced that Betamax would beat out VHS, can you imagine the poor guy that's sitting in his warehouse housing billions of peanuts that banked on the commodity to remain relevant for the long-haul, with his hands in covering his face, muttering profanity laced ... profanities?

*stifled laughter*

*faints from earlier self-inflicted head bashing*