Here is something that interests me and not you but I am going to write about it anyways. Because I want to hear more about it - even though that info will be coming from the source that is ignorant of more information.
But I have google.
And a picture.
...and I think we can all agree that is how the Universe was formed at it's inception.
This morning at the charming little cafe where I gather my morning roast - I like to call it Exxon - I noted a vehicle whose appearance did everything short of slap you in the face.
Thankfully, I suppose.
Do you have these things in your communities? The cars wrapped in advertising?
Who does that?
But the bigger question is who does THIS car wrap? Aerosol explosive deer urine? Seriously? What does this woman think about while she rolls around town in this rig? Obviously you can't make eye contact with any other drivers on the road. I'd be horrified. Or just so cracked up by it that I would have a very warped sense of things.
On what day can she honestly attest to the fact that she feels attractive in this vehicle (to other humans)?
Upon researching the BuckBomb line of fine products online, I was drawn to one product specifically. It is called Acorn Rage.
Like what the hell happens here? Immediately I am thinking about old neighbors I disliked. Sneaking over to their houses in the dark of night and tagging the outline of their front door, mailbox, car door handles and wheels.
And I still don't know what I would expect to happen in a best case of those scenarios.
Mad, crazed squirrels?
Do they have another setting that I am unaware of? That seems to be the ON setting for most squirrels in my neighborhood.
Except for Nigel the squirrel who is currently touring lower Ontario with the Clarkson family.
Yeah, no idea.
And there you have it... (explosive) soup to nuts.