They also have a pizza chain called, get this... 'Pizza Ranch. As if, in the midwest, there are majestic herds of undomesticated PIZZAS... thundering across the prairie...
Probably wouldn't be half so bad if all the goddamn squareheads who live there would embrace 21st century technology and kick their fax machines to the kerb.
"Oh yah, yoobetcha, can you fax me a copy o' dat?" "No, Gretchen, I can't. We don't have faxes where I live." "O? And where is it dat ya live, den?" "2025, Gretchen. I live in 20-fucking-25."
i'm doing well. Its a blizzard here. drove through ice to feed the neighbors cat and picked up a really nice bottle of Fiction, which is my favorite red blend. I'm home for the rest of the day chillin