I really don’t like going into cities. Traffic in Sacramento/Roseville/all the rest drives me nutty, there doesn’t seem to be enough air to breathe with all those people in the same place, and my skin starts to itch. I am allergic to cities. (In the interest of full disclosure, I did not create that phrase. My brother did, and he now runs a clothing business by the same name. It’s on-line www.allergictocities.com, now my brother is happy)
There are only a few reasons I ever venture into large cities and when I do…I hurry back out. However, something new has come to my attention. It’s called 24 Hour Sprinkles. It’s in Beverly Hills. It’s an ATM that dispenses . . . . Cupcakes! Imagine, sweet tasty cupcake goodness 24/7 – rain or shine – 365 days a year. Just drop in your ATM card, maybe they even take cash, and out pops a gourmet cupcake. This is no Hostess Cupcake my friend, ohhhhh no!
I’m not sure the lure of cupcakes on demand would be enough to draw me into the stifling confines of Beverly Hills . . . . . . .but I’m afraid it will!
Oh my... this seems like (dare I say) returning to the days of Payola? But wait, I'm not paying you anything for the mention, Lil' Bro. Instead, I guess I should recognize it as some strange sort of complimentary extortion. I know you're only trying to wrestle your way into obtaining my share of the, ever so vast, Bear Family ESTATE (caps so intentional). Regardless, it's pretty obvious you haven't taken a recent look at the valuation statement of this aforementioned ESTATE. You see, it's really, really, really, rather modest. So, if this attempt to secure my portion doesn't provide the desired results you seek, it's because those familial investments in Edsel Motors futures never really panned out and I got nothin' either. Oh, well. we still got each other! And that's fine with me. Oh, and thanks for the plug. Remember, it's www.allergictocities.com to see the best, funnest, wackiest tee-shirts you've never seen. Wow, another free plug. I love this country.