First off, a public service announcement: Proof your Blogger posts! It's important! If I didn't proof mine, you would be reading "Thongs That Make Me Snarf," which is funny but not entirely accurate. Actually, it's not accurate at all.
Anyway, I'd like to revisit a classic Thing That Makes Me Snarf this week. You've probably already seen it, but if not, let me give you a little perspective. This bit is from a computer game, and it helps to prove the importance of hiring a good translator.
It made me think. Because we all know from last week that the aliens have evidently lost interest in bases and are moving on to pants. The aliens posted a comment on The Wonder That Is My Blog informing us that all our pants are belong to them. And then there's the ninja. They steal our socks all the time.
That's when I realized: supernatural creatures are in a conspiracy to make us all nudists.
And yeah, I just called ninjas "supernatural." You want to argue? Slayer ran up a sheer rock face to save me from bees. That's pretty freaking supernatural if you ask me.
What's next? The merpires will come out of the woodwork... er... waterwork and steal our cravats? Is no cravat safe from the insidious merpires?!? And then the demons will take all our lacy petticoats, and the werefairies will take our concert t-shirts, and we'll all have to walk around wearing barrels.
I've decided that I'm going to foil their devious plot by duct taping all of my clothes to my body. Take that, you cravat-coveting merpires!