there was an old ad with a kid sitting on a dock fishing, eating a bologna sandwich and singing “my bologna has a first name, its o-s-c-a-r. my bologna has a second name its m-a-y-e-r”…

nothing wrong with the commercial except it turned out to be an ear worm that would live in my head FOREVER. my brain trots it out at least once a month for no good reason. usually more.

ive never bought bologna and i’m low key mad at Oscar Mayer so maybe this counts?

My grandmother got me some uranium because she knows I’m into reactors. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she got scammed & it was all depleted.