I don't know whether to thank
someone or tell someone to kiss my butt
Today, in my mailbox, there sat a rather large package. I was almost afraid to open it. It said it came from NWC, and I thought that was probably some business I deal with and had just forgotten their name.
The package contained a box of Uncle Sam Cereal. Well, that's nice. Cereal is nice. But in a huge font, right on the front of the box, underlined in red, is this:
A Natural Laxative
I appreciate the thought, but I'll have you so-called "noders who care" know that a twelve-pack of Busch beer a night keeps me quite regular. Quite regular, indeed. . . . Sheeesh.