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…including this Sesame Street cup from my buddy Salomon…

Sweet gifts!

…this treasure trove of children’s books from Jenna, Kaya, the Cigelskes, the Loars, the Ollenburgs, and Ma Shady…

Sweet gifts!

…and this classic from my Uncle Bob.

Sweet gifts!

What’s that? Those are all for Grey?

Well, hell. Can I at least keep the Man Crate I got from Beth that was filled with sausages, pretzels, mustard…

Sweet gifts!

…and this sweet stein with my name etched into it?

Sweet gifts!

As well as this ceramic gun vase I got from Metcalf…

Sweet gifts!

…and this amazing set of skull plates I got from Du?

Sweet gifts!

Those are all for Grey, too?!?

Man… kids get all the good shit for Christmas.

Santa disappoints,

-Shady

All we got are salted sticks.

NOT PRETZELS!

Guessing “pretzel” is trademarked,

-Shady

Really?

Pretzles

This is the sign that hangs above the pretzel aisle at our local grocery store (Albertson’s).

It made me stop for a moment and ask myself: Should I really be buying the food I put into my body from a store that can’t spell “pretzels” correctly?

The answer: Yes. Because they’re a shitload cheaper than Ralph’s.

Still, kinda funny.

Choking on pretzles with Bush,

-Shady

Old Poop!