Once a month Happy Harbor has a movie night and tonight's gem was Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus. The movie was bad. Really bad. Laugh out loud bad. So much for Debbie Gibson's comeback.
Afterward we stopped at Safeway. As is usual at night there was only 2 check-outs open so A and I ended up standing in a very long line. There was nothing to do but read the magazines. The latest Cosmo had a picture of Britney Spears in the cover with what had to be the worst Photoshop job that I have seen in a while. She had no neck; it was as if she were a linebacker or on steroids. It was so obviously a hack job that I giggled out loud. A small magazine with a picture of S'mores on the cover caught my eye and I showed it to A. He started to peruse it, stopping at a section about burgers but then put it back with a heavy sigh.
"These people do not know how to write a recipe."
"Really, are you sure?" I asked, stunned. "It is a Martha Stewart Publication!"
"Well, she hasn't been the same since she was raped in prison, you know."
"What?!"
"It was a good thing."
I laughed so hard that people were giving us odd looks. "We are so going to hell!" I said between giggles.
Or at the very least, stand in line for what seemed an eternity.
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