Technology

Well...I'm not sure this can be considered technology, but it certainly involves some sort of rocket science or black magic. I saw this ad on the ol' porn box* today:

* Internet (duh)

Root Beer flavored vodka?!! This is either the best idea in the world or an evil plan to destroy the lives of anyone with a sweet tooth. (i.e. elementary aged children) This is purely a shot in the dark, but I can see this as one of those drinks that goes down pretty, pretty easy and next thing you know you wake up down town on the hood of a cab with your pants around your ankles next to some meter maid named Big Tony.

Special note to MLW: If the following conversation occurs, you may want to call rehab.

MLW: Hey, what are you having for dessert?

The Cheese: Oh, nothing...just a Root Beer Float.

MLW: Again? Isn't this like the 5th one you've had today?

The Cheese: Heh. How bout you triple that number? And after you do the math, get me my driving gloves, racing chaps and indian head dress. I'm heading out.

MLW: ...

The Cheese: What? You need the abacus Will Hunting?

MLW: ...

The Cheese: An abacus. It's that thing that helps slow people count and do math. Also, I was being ironic when I called you Will Hunting. Get it?

MLW: ...

The Cheese: Well thanks for the talk. Got to run. I'm meeting my new friend Big Tony.

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**Remember this little vignette some day when I'm accepting my day time Emmy.**