December 31st, 2008

merlot

RAmen!

A huge pile of promotional pasta is delivered to copperbadge's office:

Sam: Only, pasta. A really big box of pasta. I'm not overestimating how much pasta we just got in the mail.
BossBoss: Okay, um, hand it out, I guess.
Sam: THE PASTAMAN COMETH!

You guys, there is a world of noodle here at my desk. I'm drowning in dried single-serving microwaveable pasta. Ziti and Meat Sauce flavour.

I feel like a Flying Spaghetti Monster evangelist.

Hello. I'd like to talk to you about the importance of ziti in your life.


To which travels_in_time added:

Which meant that the rest of the conversation pretty much translated, in my head, to this:

Sam: Somebody set us up some pasta.
BossBoss: We get pasta?
Sam: Main package open up.
BossBoss: What!
Sam: All their box are belong to us.
BossBoss: You have no chance to go out nuke your lunch.
Sam: FOR GREAT ZITI.


And amphritie added:

Have you ever considered that carbohydrates may be your personal saviour?

Context is public, QWP, and thinks low-carb is the work of the Devil.
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