Overheard at Rocket Jones
In the comments to this post, we find this delightful gem, which has already made a deep and lasting, not to say scarring, impact on my internal monologue:
I'm so sick of hearing about G--gle that I silently refer to it in triplicate using Jan Brady's irritable "Marcia! Marcia! Marcia!" voice.
Thanks to Dogette for the amusing, yet painful, new mental furniture.
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