Conversations with my Father: Part One--the Driveway

"Thanks for the dinner and a movie, Dad."
"...Kate?"
"Hm?"
"It was a Blockbuster movie and McDonalds."
"..."
"...I wouldn't exactly say we splurged."
"No, I guess not."
"You feeling alright?"
"No, not really."
"Okay, just checking. Wanna talk?"
"No, not really."
"Okay."
"...Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"Do we have any Tums?"
"In the living room."
"We really know how to live it up don't we?"
"Yeah we do!" *high fives*

Junk Food for Thought: Bouncy Castle Catastrophe

BOUNCY CASTLE CATASTROPHE

I was riding home the other day and was passed by a truck carrying inflatable bouncy castles. It made me wonder—what would happen if the truck got into an accident? The following are answers provided by the CSC (Casually Sarcastic Crew):


TEDDY: EXTREME AIRBAG!!!

SPLUCAS: A bunch of neighborhood BBQ’s get a whole lot more interesting…or death and destruction.

KITTEH: A whole lotta fun!


RED: The cops & firemen at the scene have a party
C.S: That’s quite an image—the driver running around while firemen and police jump in the bouncy castles in their socks and squealing like little kids…
RED: Totally realistic.


JOURNEY: That’s not funny, dude. My brother died in a ball pit and I have a thing about inflatables!
C.S. Really?!
JOURNEY: …no. I’m totally fucking with you.
C.S. …really?
JOURNEY: …yes.
C.S. I’m confused.
JOURNEY: …good.

MARGARITA: I don’t know, but there is going to be some sad 3-year olds at their b-day.

LLAMA: IT WOULD ONLY BE THE BEST DAY EVER!

HAN: Why the hell are you asking me this???



Note: The Casual Sarcastic does not condone or promote tragedy. It just happens. The best we can do is laugh at life. If we can’t laugh, life would be a whole lot harder to live. Trust me.