This one's for the homeboys!

[muckefuck]

bunj and I both spend an inordinate amoung of our workdays surfing the web and nothing catches our eyes among all the transvestite cannibal bestiality, murky Flash intros, or 404 errors like references to the Land of our Exile from 1980 to 1986. After all, they pop up in the most unlikely places--like today's Dining for a Dollar feature in The Onion. It's mildly surprising to find that there really is a Daddy Ray behind Daddy Ray's Fig Bars. It's positively jaw-dropping to find out that their "state-of-the-art" commercial bakery is located not three miles from where we used to play 'Pac-Man' and take-no-prisoners cutthroat croquet.

Comments

[bunj.livejournal.com]

Man! Now I'm really annoyed we missed out on those "Hard Rock Cafe: Moscow Mills" T-shirts. Nothing says hometown pride like rewarding intellectual property theft.

[rollick.livejournal.com]

Please, please tell me you don't have a crush on Daddy Ray. Please.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

EEEEWWWWWWWW!!!

His son-in-law, on the other hand...

[rollick.livejournal.com]

Whew. Thank you.