When a foreign corporation takes over an American brand, does it seem like your go-to scoop of ice cream just turned into a weird gelato?
It's like getting stuck in an elevator with a flatulent mime, only this time the mime is your neighbor's cousin and he's consuming all of your food with his muddy feet plastered on your furniture.
The scene is set - your homie's off-the-charts rad relative strides into the area carrying heaps of treats and amusementWho needs plans when you've got an insta-party like this?
The scene is set - your homie's off-the-charts rad relative strides into the area carrying heaps of treats and amusementWho needs plans when you've got an insta-party like this? Have you ever been around someone with a Southern accent and suddenly felt like you were on a Gone with the Wind set? It's just like that. It's like getting stuck in an elevator with a flatulent mime, only this time the mime is your neighbor's cousin and he's consuming all of your food with his muddy feet plastered on your furniture. It's like thinking you've snagged yourself a Brad Pitt but ending up with a Brad Spit who's now your tyrannical ruler and has outlawed all rom-comsOopsie-daisy.