Jul 202017
 

Last Friday before Warped Tour*, Chooch referenced the guacamole song and was shocked when I said I didn’t know it. 

“Oh my god, srsly? It was a HUGE MEME!” he exclaimed, not even trying to hide his disgust and disappointment in me. WOW SORRY IM OUT OF THE MEME LOOP. I’m busy on other parts of the Internet! (The eastern parts.)

SIDE NOTE: That Milky Way bitch‘s reaction was similar  when Henry only wanted three items in his calzone. 

He made me play it on the way to Warped Tour and within 5 seconds Henry and I were letting the janitors in for a good old brain-washing. (That sentence originally said “on the way to THE Warped Tour” like I’m some regular old mom in khaki Croft & Barrow knee-length shorts and a yellow polo shirt.)

The comments are the best. A bunch of them were like, “Please tell me how to peel a tomato” and I laughed, because INORITE but then Henry the Kitchen Nerd hiked up his pants, pushed his glasses up his nose, and said, “Actually, you soak it—-”

OH SHUT UP, HENRY. 

And then all day at Warped Tour, this damn song was in my head, and whenever I would finally start to tune it out, Chooch would lean over and say, “Guac-amole. Guac guac-amole.” AHHHHH. There’s not enough Kpop in the world to erase this from my mind. 

So now let it eat away at your brain too while you’re out in the yard “forming” your vegetables. 

*(Speaking of Warped Tour, I haven’t closed the 2017 chapter yet! I have two more posts that need finished but I have been distracted by the oppressing summer heat and my compulsion to exercise every night after work to the point of passing out. I don’t have a problem or anything.)

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