tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post1417761220158156640..comments2008-04-07T23:56:27.485-04:00Comments on Random Squeegee: Nothing Can Kill the GrimaceJohnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11614070072502213233random_squeegee@yahoo.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-87210919216302566882008-04-07T23:56:00.000-04:002008-04-07T23:56:00.000-04:00You may be right. You can't kill the Grimace eith...You may be right. You can't kill the Grimace either... he's been hanging around here for weeks now.LLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01614843246640462976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-10846373348520611402008-03-11T16:02:00.000-04:002008-03-11T16:02:00.000-04:00Mayor F'in McCheese.That is all :)Mayor F'in McCheese.<BR/><BR/>That is all :)Shatterfisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05121491684469451702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-85304544216213670112008-03-11T15:43:00.000-04:002008-03-11T15:43:00.000-04:00I don't think the scale would be a good idea...whe...I don't think the scale would be a good idea...when a fat kid is hungry and is denied what he really wants I do not see it ending pretty.Joshnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-9617498882072454212008-03-11T12:06:00.000-04:002008-03-11T12:06:00.000-04:00Ow. My pride.Ow. My pride.Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11614070072502213233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-41027770484191188762008-03-10T16:44:00.000-04:002008-03-10T16:44:00.000-04:00I'm not sure where to start. I won't mention anyth...I'm not sure where to start. I won't mention anything about the fact that you were probably the best little drama queen in Boston. On a totally unrelated note, I once saw a little homosexual boy break into tears and hyperventilate because his sock got bunched up and he couldn't get his shoe off. Hmm...don't know why I just thought of it.<BR/><BR/>I think a scale should be put next to the cash register. Any kid over a certain weight gets veggies and a gym membership. And the rest of the children who aren't built like a brick outhouse get to enjoy the trans fat of our childhood.trinamickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06823356757725174719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-53493729589315569642008-03-07T16:48:00.000-05:002008-03-07T16:48:00.000-05:00Fat kids screw it up for everybody. Not only did ...Fat kids screw it up for everybody. Not only did they deprive us of Grimace, et. al., but they're the reason why <A HREF="http://irbslice.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-did-it-all-for-cookie.html" REL="nofollow">Cookie Monster</A> is now singing songs about fruit.Irbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17374957893482159461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-55727046929830906972008-03-07T11:22:00.000-05:002008-03-07T11:22:00.000-05:00PS Ok. That was mean. Sorry.PS Ok. That was mean. Sorry.NYPinTAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03098252725082332177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-89649920388269218562008-03-07T11:21:00.000-05:002008-03-07T11:21:00.000-05:00Although some people might get you confused with a...Although some people might get you confused with a chicken, I don't think confusing you with a McNugget will be a problem.NYPinTAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03098252725082332177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-84977110568341799732008-03-06T07:45:00.000-05:002008-03-06T07:45:00.000-05:00"I don't quite remember when McNuggets themselves ..."I don't quite remember when McNuggets themselves were new (1980, I was one)"<BR/><BR/>Uh, just to pre-emptively clear this up, I meant I was one year old, not that I was one of the McNuggets launched in 1980.Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11614070072502213233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-9294749388764727112008-03-05T19:54:00.000-05:002008-03-05T19:54:00.000-05:00"I remember Mayor McCheese and the Hamburglar."Rub..."I remember Mayor McCheese and the Hamburglar."<BR/><BR/>Rubblerubble.<BR/><BR/>"I feel so old now. Thanks."<BR/><BR/>I don't think it's your memory that makes you feel old... it's the old guys you lust over. :PLLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01614843246640462976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-88078125552378848822008-03-05T15:37:00.000-05:002008-03-05T15:37:00.000-05:00I don't quite remember when McNuggets themselves w...I don't quite remember when McNuggets themselves were new (1980, I was one) but I do remember when they started having McNugget Happy Meals in the mid-eighties, since I don't eat burgers. Until then, I couldn't have Happy Meals myself, I think my aunt would buy a burger Happy Meal, eat it herself and give me the toy, while I had a plain old non-Happy 6-piece McNugget in a Styrofoam container that looked like those luggage things you could rent for your station wagon when you went on road trips.<BR/><BR/>Once during a first grade field trip to the Hammond Castle Museum, we had McDonald's for lunch and my mom had to specifically ask them in advance (I think she wrote it on the permission slip) to make sure I had a <I>McNugget</I> Happy Meal, and when I opened my box to find a greasy burger, according to witnesses I started "hyperventilating in my fries." I don't think it was as bad as all that, but I was relieved when the mistake was corrected. I seem to remember the people behind the counter being a bit indignant about the whole thing, like why can't this kid eat his damn hamburger, but I may have just created that memory in my mind to cover my hyperventilating. Whatever.Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11614070072502213233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-9477932802115111152008-03-05T15:14:00.000-05:002008-03-05T15:14:00.000-05:00And don't talk. Ronald talked. Kind of hard to be ...And don't talk. Ronald talked. Kind of hard to be scared of someone so open and easy to read, despite the white face and red nose. Basically, he just looks like a drunk. Drunks aren't scary... not at all.<BR/><BR/>I remember Mayor McCheese and the Hamburglar. I also remember when chicken mcnuggets were new. I feel so old now. Thanks.NYPinTAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03098252725082332177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-7194140865233969272008-03-05T14:27:00.000-05:002008-03-05T14:27:00.000-05:00It was only once a week, We'd usually have it for ...It was only once a week, We'd usually have it for dinner on Saturdays when my aunt came to visit, or we'd get a pizza.<BR/><BR/>Ronald wasn't part of the scary clown cadre. He was a TV personality. The scary ones to me where the ones at the circus and carnivals, the ones that walked right up to you and invaded your territorial bubble.Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11614070072502213233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6145711.post-56395580739220749082008-03-05T14:03:00.000-05:002008-03-05T14:03:00.000-05:00If you ate at McDonalds that often as a child... ...If you ate at McDonalds that often as a child... no wonder you developed a fear of clowns.<BR/><BR/>I do remember Mayor McCheese though...LLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01614843246640462976noreply@blogger.com