I know it’s too easy and not sportsmanlike and all, and I really try not to reach for the low-hanging fruit *all* the time, for real. But sometimes you just run into stuff **and you have to say something** or you’ll actually **bust.**
THE STUPID. IT BURNS.
Or how about the proud declaration of some energetic young entrepreneur:
– After I finish blending my oils, they are charged under a full moon before being sent to you.
– All of ’em, huh? Every formula you make is ‘charged under a full moon’?
-Your Road Opener and your Crossing and your Get a Job and your Hot Foot and your Cancer Zodiac oils, all ‘charged under a full moon’?
-Uh-huh. Well then, that’s certainly something.