Whenever my friends or I point to the sky after sitting in a chair in a McDonald’s on the second Saturday of the month while wearing a purple shirt. We just start cracking up until the manager comes out and tells us to leave.
Someone with a giant feather.
Every time I’m reminded of the Duke of Wellington with a cone on his head I chuckle to myself. It’s so dumb. But so brilliant. If only he knew what his legacy would be.
I live near a restaurant that has a sign on the side of the building that shows a zoomed in pair of eyes. Below the eyes it says “Fine, dine here!” as if the sign is just being passive aggressive and your patronage to the restaurant is really a nuisance. It’s so dumb, but every time I see it I can’t help but giggle!
Several years ago my family and I went to an improve murder mystery dinner theater, and my family being the goofballs they are decided to cheer for the bumbling idiot character anytime he accomplished anything, regardless of how menial. So as the night went on the bumbling idiot character would start to cheer for himself followed by all of us, and eventually the whole crowd anytime he did anything.
So now if anyone in my family does something super menial but it was still a big task because circumstances, like mowing the lawn after a long hard day at work, we cheer “Yay, Eric!!!” After the name of the bumbling idiot, from an improve murder mystery dinner theater performance, from 12 years ago.
