Tuesday, April 8, 2014

The grossness continues

Bet you thought there was no more gross food we could share with you. Not so, gentle readers. Not so. 

To begin, let's look at beverages hanging out on our shelves. Bear in mind, all of these foods are on shelves meant to store things we serve to the public.

Who in their right mind is going to try to make coffee with this jar of instant? We defy you to scrape enough crystals out of that to make a full cup (and who would want to? Ewww) 
You can't see it here but both the Canada Dry and the hot chocolate are both more than a year past date.
The iced tea mix here has the same problem as the coffee. We couldn't even scrape enough of the mix free to cover the bottom of the little scoop.

We're having a hard time defining this one. This particular tin is meant to hold things like sprinkles. Chocolate chips. Desert toppings one might say. Why then does it also contain mayo packets?
What kinds of deserts are these people making?
No food update would be complete without a check on the grapeys.

There is blackness. And splitting. And oozing fluids.


Grrrrapey is as grossed out as we are.

Monday, April 7, 2014

It's Mo Monday!

Out for a walk to enjoy the (finally) springish weather, we came across this little fellow.

 And at first we thought, "poor little squirrel, impaled on that fence post. Who could do such a thing?"

Ah, but then this happened.
 
Now we're not sure if the little squirrel is a victim or acting as a sentry for Mo.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Something to share. Because we're nice like that.

Ever have one of those weeks where you are sorely tempted to physically injure someone? We have those weeks a lot. In fact, we suspected as early as Monday that this was going to be one of those weeks for us. To easy our tension a little we drew a picture. Now we're sharing the picture here. It's our gift to you. If you're having a stressful week, feel free to share this picture on your own blog, Facebook, whatever. 

May you enjoy sharing it as much as we enjoyed drawing it.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

How to drive a speck mad

Recently, Speck got roped into helping Shoes with a project, designing and creating a bulletin board display. Speck's complaints could probably fill at least two blog posts, but you all would get quite bored and probably stop frequenting this blog so here are the bullet points.

  • Shoes and the Hutt had already decided what they wanted on the bulletin board, so Speck actually had no say in the situation.
  • After detailing how the board should look (with no suggestions as to how those things should actually physically be done) Shoes did none of the actual work.
  • Shoes didn't even get all of the information about what should be on the board until two days before they were meant to put the stupid thing up.
  • After Speck put aside other work to finish all of the papers to go up on the board (which is going to be awful looking, by the way), Shoes scheduled a time to assemble the display. The time came and went with no sign of Shoes. This was especially irritating as Spoof gave up time working on an important project to accommodate Speck and Shoes.
  • Speck never wanted anything to do with the idiotic bulletin board in the first place.  
 
We're still mad about the whole thing

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Not much of a lunch

You guessed it. Here's another installment of Stuff out of Context. Today's line is:

The sheep is eating my pants.


Tuesday, April 1, 2014

A message from the Murlhaug

a very sorry murlhaug

The murlhaug would like to apologize for his previous rude behavior on this blog. Here. He has brought you a lovely bunch of petunias.

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APRIL FOOLS!

The murlhaug has no need to apologize. In fact, the murlhaug demands an apology from you. Go ahead. Apologize. The murlhaug is waiting.

the murlhaug waits

Monday, March 31, 2014

It's Mo Monday!

Like much of the country, we've had a particularly hard winter that doesn't seem to want to end. It's starting to have an effect on people. And also on animals. Look at poor Mo.

He just wants the snow to end.
Mo is so ready for spring to arrive he didn't even try to attack us when we took this photo.