I hung out with my older brother this weekend. We had cinnamon rolls and watched reality TV. So I was watching him open one of those tubes of cinnamon rolls from the grocery store. They’re the kind in the refrigerated section that are kept under just enough pressure to pop open when you peel back the label. Opening one of those is like watching a toddler bite a balloon. You know it’s about to pop and scare the living daylights out of somebody, but you don’t know when it’s gonna happen. So you can’t really prepare properly. You have that frozen grimace on your face for like ten minutes. Like this....
There’s really no way to prepare for it. And when it happens, you look like a super-wuss because it's just a little noise. I bet they could use that as a torture device on terrorists.
So we got to watching our reality TV and we noticed that whenever they show someone, they always put their first name and either their hometown or their job on the screen. I saw one woman on the show where it said, “Morgan” and underneath that, it said “Magician’s Assistant.” Wouldn’t it have been less embarrassing for her if they had just put “Unemployed”?
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