yeah, it's him again.
I'm writing tonight so tossing in a blog is natural. By the way, forgive me if the following sucks. I don't think I've said "sucks" in a long time. I used to say "crappy" but now I say "crummy" or "poor" - which I think is more appropriate.
By the way, did any of my two readers actually click on the jpeg of the popped-collard guy. If you didn't, he had four collared shirts on (popped, of course), and that was sort of the joke. If it was lost on any of you, that's a mea culpa.
Speaking (writing, rather) of the word "popped", I was just reminded of Topsy's in Kansas City. Remember Topsy's (Jeff)? I wouldn't be suprised if they don't exist anymore, on account of the economy and all. In fact, I'm suprised a business which sells only popcorn ever thrived in the first place.
Which brings me to my next point, Ryan's list of terrible business models:
1) The Pickle Emporium: Featuring pickles, Kosher for our Jewish friends and non-Kosher for the anti-semites.
2) The Popcorn Factory: Oh wait, already taken. Thanks a lot Topsy's.
3) Gum World...This is dumb and I'll stop now.
This post is supposed to be about the fat kid.
What to think of fatty in the Alf T-shirt?
For starters, I think this picture was taken in England. I don't know why, I just do. Also, I believe it's probably from the eighties. The Alf shirt is the give away.
I've zoomed in on his lunch box several times in an attempt to gather more clues but as of yet, I think its just solid blue.
The fat kid is sneaky, he's not giving away his secrets. He looks happy though, click the picture if you don't belive me. Maybe it's gladular and he got on the right medication or an excersice program of some sort. Anyways, I wish him the best. Although he's most likely in his fifties and suffering from heart disease and diabetes.
I've been working on my book a lot lately which sounds precocious I know. It's trash though, not like the solid gold I write for you. But I have to put that out, it's difficult and I'm critical of myself. So be nice to the blog you vultures.
That's it really. I wish there was more and I'm dissapointed too.