Barbra Streisand.

Today, I got a bag of chips- salt and vinegar, they were delicious- and besides having the brand name "Hunky Dorys" there were some other quirky things going on with this bag. On the back, there's some info that I think I should share with you people.
Exhibit A (reads as follows): "Allergy Advice: Doesn't contain Kryptonite (but does contain Wheat (Gluten))"
Next, the "Storage Conditions: Treat Hunky Dorys like Gremlins, Keep them cool, dry & away from bright lights &strong flavors."
And finally, the description of the flavor ends with a universal call for eaters of these crisps to: "Tingle on my friend. tingle on."
So next time somebody describes their current state of well-being as "tingly like a crack addict" you now know why. Hunky Dory salt and vinegar chips are crack and they've just consumed some.

P.S.
I know I already did a post of music videos in Ireland and the UK, but come on, music changes, and if this music video had been out at the time it definitely would have made it into my top 8.
Go Barbra Streisand!
Barbra Streisand by Duck Soup

Battle of the Doors!

So, here's how it is:
Our apartment door is situated in an alcove off of the main hallway in our apartment building. Straight across from our door, sharing our alcove,  is the door to apartment 12.

At some point during August/September, our apartment hit a coloring book obsession point. Cranking out pages a day, our apartment soon became decorated with random festive Disney villains. At the same time, we also found the phrase "Shit just got real!" to not only be hilarious but also to be a great catch-phrase. Combine these two things and you got our front door: A bad-ass looking Sher Khan with the phrase "Shit just got real!" written underneath it. We thought we were really cool, and everyone who visited commented on how appropriate it all was. Then our neighbors decided to disturb the peace.
One day, we opened the door of our apartment only to be greeted with this gem of a sign on our neighbor's door:  "Shit just got realer?"

Clearly, this meant war.
Our retaliation came in the the form of another sign "Shit just got Most real! P.S. it's on"

Then, apartment 12 pulled off the unbelievable.
A couple days later, Molly and I proceeded to have our minds blown. Upon exiting the apartment, we were greeted by a sign reading: "Shit just got surreal" accompanied by a banana, also taped to the door, with a face drawn on it.

Damn witty bastards.
We still have no worthy come back, but the banana has since rotted and been disposed of, which I feel is slightly the same as victory.