  I'm having some "PREMIUM DARK SWEET CHERRIES", which is 25% plain opinion, 25% fact, 25% untrue, 25% generally correct observation, and all awful. Sweet? Hardly. The highlight for our school's celebration of racial harmony was not to change their policy to allow non-Chinese students to study here.
Instead we read some crappy religious harmony pledge. Yes, it is quite painfully obvious that if one learns to live with others peacefully there would be no infighting, but some person or persons unknown are seriously underestimating our IQs. Wait - if that's the case, how come we need reminders to be polite to each other and to speak Mandarin? Well, that's because, like Harry Lee Kuan Yew once said, "pay peanuts and you get monkeys". Which is why you ought to spend some money on futile campaigns to get something arguably better than monkeys. I'm not so against Singapore as to classify Singaporeans under "monkey", but they're quite simian in my humble opinion.
Queueing up at McDonald's to get cute toys of kitties - only monkeys could have done that. "I'd like an hour on the holodeck with Seven of Nine. " - Comic Book Guy (IQ 170; has a PhD) with a typically fantastic retort to Homer's request for Spiderman Issue #1, but Homer has the last laugh by eating the mortally superior comic - this has Comic Book Guy rolling on the floor and crying.
The Simpsons. Sony and BMG have merged - thank goodness for that. I'd love to start saying that you shouldn't buy artist(e)s from any of the Big Five - now Big Four - company, but let's face it, some people exist on this earth to be financially exploited. Others exist to exploit. And yes, this is today's attempt to be crudely cynical. I know I was eating cherries at the start of this entry, but I'm digging into a really nice pie now and I know none of you give a damn and not only will I not thank you for reading so far I will laugh at you for doing so while munching on succulent pepper-infested beef and pastry and you know my throat is steady and I won't choke. Yet. 
