One Man's Rage Against America's State Of Stupidia
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Via Raconteur Report,

Myself, at the local chocolatier's establishment yesternight: "I'd like half a dozen thingamajigs, please."

Retarded Minion of Stupidity employed by said chocolatier: "How many thingamajigs would you like?"

Myself: "Half a dozen, please."

Retarded Minion, now looking thoroughly bumflustercated: "Um

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