Shopping for yogurt at Safeway, I search in vain for the yogurt I actually want. They have all the correct flavours; cherry, strawberry, blueberry, fieldberry, all are present.
But I search in vain for the normal type of yogurt.
My options are, essentially, low fat yogurt, really low fat yogurt, and no fat yogurt. Where the hell is my fatty yogurt?!
So I went in search of a Safeway employee, and upon finding one, practically shouted “Where the hell is your fat!”
In retrospect, shouting this at a rather chunky woman was probably not the nicest thing I could have done in that situation.
I was riding to Bloodhoof Village (don’t ask why) when all of a sudden this voice asks “Can you help me find my dog?” and I immediately stopped, and wondered why the friggin crapmonkeys this Tauren dude is asking me to find his dog in the voice of a ten year old boy!
What the hell is that about?!
I promptly rushed over to wowhead, all ready to flame the idiots behind this… and read a heart rending story about a ten year old boy named Ezra with terminal brain cancer.
I think I’m going to finish off today by laughing at a woman who just went through a miscarriage.