31
2005
God's last message to his creation
The local KFC franchises have begun merging with Taco Bell. First it happened to the one on Bloor Street west of the Annex, where I live; now they’re fixing up the one on Queen Street between Bathurst and Spadina, roughly equidistant between Citytv and the Bakka-Phoenix science fiction bookshop.
Which is all well and good, except that the signs that they put up to announce the renovations read, “Taco Bell Will Be Joining Us Soon. We apologise for any inconvenience.”
Someone gets paid to write these things.
Speaking of inconvenience, here’s an update on my DSL provider: the platypus’ boorish wombat cousin is visiting for the weekend, and he’s left his empty beer cans scattered all over the floor of the server. Attempts to clear them out are being hampered by unusual sunspot activity. We will continue to keep you posted with made-up reports as real information fails to flood in.
Anyone think that my provider will give me a refund for the period of time in which they failed to provide full service? There, there’s your laugh for the day.

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