My daughter’s toy cash register is possessed. It will occasionally begin “talking” in the wee hours of the morning. “Let’s Go Shopping!” It also plays incredibly annoying music. At around 3 a.m. today it kept repeating “Four, Four, Four, Four, Four.” Clearly, it needs new batteries or to be crushed with a hammer. I had no choice but to get out of bed to shut the damn thing off. Then, I couldn’t fall back asleep. So, I played with my phone. Here are a few stories I found on the World Wide Web:
Baseball Game Thunder
They Yankees & Red Sox are tough baseball teams, but a bunch of scaredy cats. Watch this video of their reaction to thunder. It is about as funny as seeing grown men high five.
Cancer sucks. It isn’t funny. I have lost people that I loved to this horrible disease. That being said, this story made me vomit a little in my mouth. It is not the image I wanted in my head. Ryan Gosling? Maybe. Michael Douglas eating south of the border? No. There are a whole lot of women right now saying, “It wasn’t me.” I think Mr. Douglas may have just ruined it for all of us ladies.
The Taco Bell chihuahua is rolling over in his grave. A worker at the fast food chain posted a photo of himself licking taco shells. Wtf? It is gross and stupid. He didn’t think this picture would go viral? Clearly, this kid needs to adjust his Facebook privacy settings.