It’s been a rough month for ol’ Kyle and his turd pipe over here. First, Burger King bends me over and gives the me ol’ ‘bite the pillow we’re going in dry’ when they dropped their Cheetos Mac & Cheese….whatever the fuck they are…a YEAR after I dropped the same fucking thing…and now the Cubs want to run a train on ol’ KyKy because they haven’t won a World Series in about 300 years and are looking to pull out a fucking “W”.
First we have to simply ask ourselves: Is it possible that some poindextery marketing cunt in a Cubs hat saw my deep dish Chicago dog pizza and ran up to some other poindextery marketing cunt in a Cubs hat and said “I’ve got an idea!”…
And the answer: of fucking course it’s possible.
Secondly we have to ask ourselves: is a month and a half enough time to jack an idea, get it all figured out, and have it ready to be sold at the ball park?
And the answer: I figured out the recipe in 5 minutes and I’m a fucking idiot. Of course it’s enough time.
Now, I’m not sitting here all jacked up thinking I deserve some sort of compensation if they did jack the idea from me, we all know they could use the money to get some decent players, but a little credit would be fucking nice if that’s the case. Hell I’d even take a few ball game tickets. I wouldn’t travel to Wrigley Field to see the game, but I’d drive myself 90 miles to Boston just to throw the tickets away.