My New Favorite Thing

I finally got a chance to catch up with everything. I traveled home to North Carolina at the beginning of the month, which was fun, as always. There's a ton of stuff to write about, I guess- I got to ride Thomas the Tank Engine- sorry to make you all jealous.

One night while I was there we spent what we lovingly call a "Redneck Night Out" in Eastern Tennessee at this one particular restaurant that's all about old people, cigarette smoke, novelty Pilgrim memorabilia, and fried seafood. Needless to say, it's fantastic. After that we went to a discount/closeout store and wandered around. There, in an aisle that was full of Six Flags theme park memorabilia that was discontinued and so 80% off.


I've been wracking my brain coming up with scenarios in which these were purchased. I mean, there were probably hundreds or thousands of these mugs, right? Someone, somewhere went on a trip to Six Flags (in Kentucky, apparently) and decided to buy their sweetie-pie a present to bring back home to Paducah. And they actually gave it them (well, him, I guess. I didn't see any "Girlfriend" mugs. Maybe that means men less critical about their Tweetie-Bird themed vacation souvenirs… or there's a lot of Matthew Sweet fans out there. Either one.

I'm dying to know how this was accepted. Did the guy who got it as a gift even see himself as her "Boyfriend" in the first place? How great- imagine the look on his face when he gets it from this crazy girl he can't shake. I've never seen such a vague "named" gift like this before. You know you walk into the little shop- or you're on one of those rides that does a Machiavellian turn at the end that spits you out directly into the gift shop- and there's a ton of names, and "Mom", and "Dad." I'd like to see "Landlord", or "Stepchild."

It's kind of an insult when you think about it. I mean, she didn't even bother to get your name. If you have a weirdo name, just make peace with the fact you aren't going to find a magnet that's just for you. To get your boyfriend Ezekiel a mug that says "Boyfriend" because they didn't have his name is plain old rubbing it in his face that he's been shunned from the world of personalized novelties. There's a business for you- magnets, shot glasses, and keychains just for the ignored- poor Michaela, Krystal, Lumpio, and Jinger.

There's so many reasons this mug is the best thing I've bought with a dollar lately.

edited cuz wine messes up my English.

This post cracked me up! :rofl:

...it's East Tennessee. Some huckster got a discount on overproduced mugs, and is selling them. They really don't care what it says. But I'm glad you are enjoying it...:-)

it just ended up there. It's about the thought processes that made it exist in the first place! God love Eastern Tennessee, though, because 12 years after the apocalypse there will still be people there with no idea anything had even happened.

..."12 years after the apocalypse there will still be people there with no idea anything had even happened"...

You've got it pegged....:spray: :rofl: