Memorial Day weekend is almost upon us. Do you know what
memorial means? From the latin memo, it refers to notes taken by secretaries to
help bosses remember to get milk and eggs on the way home. All kidding aside it
means something to remember. So did you remember the milk and eggs? Sheeesh,
you are such a nincompoop.
Well in this case Memorial Day is about remembering those
who died serving in the military. I hope
you are prepared to do that as you shop some great memorialday sales. What says thank you to the men and women in uniform more than
some new bass lures and office supplies? Well, first you have to grill out and
get your drink on. Oh and don’t forget the chips and salsa. What are you an
asshole? It’s memorial day weekend and you didn’t pick up chips and salsa. Why
did we even win Vietnam if you can’t remember to get some chips and salsa to
honor the fallen? God, you might be a communist. What next Lenin potato salad
on the menu? Please tell me you got the hot dogs? We might as well not even pay
tribute to freedom fighters if you forgot the wieners. But you forgot the buns!
Good god Trotsky, what is this to you, some sort of trivial day off? This is
about people fighting for your freedom, dying in action so you can enjoy
liberty and the pursuit of happiness, even if you did forget the frozen limeade
we use for margaritas. Good god man, have some respect. On a weekend like this
one you forget. Well you know what they say, those who forget the past are
doomed to repeat it. Thank god for this holiday and how important it is in
helping us remember how costly war is. Even if Mr. Slipmymind here has to run back out to the store
for some hot dog buns. Why do they sell them in different counts than hot dogs?
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