you drive me crazy...i just can't sleep...
So the news today says economic stimulus checks will be mailed out next week, a few days earlier than originally planned.
Right now I'm torn between using it to pay off our crippling credit card debt or using it as a pay out to the one who takes out the person or persons responsible for Subway's five dollar foot long jingle. I'm completely off Subway (which I don't eat anyway) until this thing goes away.
When that job's done, the next assignment will be to off the Steak-umms jingle writer(s). Though, to be honest, I have to imagine that were I responsible for a commercial that pimps a product no one I've ever known has eaten with the song, "You can Steak-um in the North, you can Steak-umm in the South, but the best part about 'em is when you Steak-umm in your mouth," I would giggle maniacally and hit the person seated near me on the shoulder and ask if they heard that, and maybe rewind the Tivo so it played again.
And maybe again.
While I decide whether to get Discover Card off my ass or go into a life of crime, I'll just be happy that, for now, my kids haven't heard the Steak-umms commercial yet (I've only rewound it for the Tool Man, and given him the eyebrow wiggle), so there's been no dance worked up for it. Such is not the case with the Subway tune.
But trust that I've totally dusted the Subway song with a dose of double entendre and rewound it for my husband, too.
In other news, I believe I'd like to be Kelly Ripa.
And I would like to have a small fan attached to me so my hair blows around my face constantly.
That's about it.
Labels: crazy but it feels alright