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The Jerk Store called...
tempt the wrath of the whatever
Since I can't actually say on my public-facing entries exactly why I feel this way, I'm just going to have to resort to infantile name calling.

Cupcake Jane and Oompa Toys may seem like nice, fun companies, relaxed and groovy in the Madison vibe, but the cake is a lie! but they employ far too many jerks for my liking. Big jerky stupidheads that smell of, oh, I don't know...what's an insulting thing to smell of? Rum raisins, how's that? Or mildew? Cottage cheese? Ovaltine? I dunno...something vaguely unpleasant that you normally wouldn't wish to smell of. The smell of jerkitude.

In conclusion, they're jerks, I don't ever plan to patronize them, and I respectfully suggest that all of you guys do the same.

Oh, and if you're here because you followed your referring links...Hi, jerks!

EDITED TO ADD: Oh look, cupcakejane.com suddenly disappeared. Wasn't my doing by any means, but still merits a "Haw, haw!"