Friday, May 16, 2003
i've had to go to the far edges of the city twice recently--so far north that it isn't really where i live anymore. some of the ways you can tell this are: the abundance of pro-life billboards with babies on them, an actual K-Mart, and there is an "o boy, oberto!" factory outlet.
now, i'm not a big eater of shredded and jerked cow meat at any price. but if i were, i hope i'd still be a little put off by twin signs advertising "open to the general public!" and "oberto BLOWOUT!"
*blowout* is just not the evocative noun i want paired with the sale of processed beef food.
now, i'm not a big eater of shredded and jerked cow meat at any price. but if i were, i hope i'd still be a little put off by twin signs advertising "open to the general public!" and "oberto BLOWOUT!"
*blowout* is just not the evocative noun i want paired with the sale of processed beef food.
