Who sells liability insurance to superheroes?
One of my few remaining pleasures is watching cartoons with my youngest son, this being a way to spend time with him and at the same time let my inner 12 year old out for some air. We mostly watch superhero stuff like Superman, Batman, Spiderman, The Hulk. One of the biggest pleasures of watching these is the amount of destruction wreaked by superheroes and supervillains alike. But it does occur to me that either all the superheroes have to have enormous bank accounts (we know Batman does at least), have really good liability insurance, or are secretly a public works program paid for by the government.
Why do I feel the need to try things that I know in my heart of hearts are just going to be awful? The list of items in this category are quite lengthy, but the most recent experience I’ve had in this arena was in the realm of snackfood. Lays came out recently with new and interesting flavors of potato chips, in the same way that the latest Adam Sandler movie is new and interesting. You’ll try it out, even though you know it’s going to be awful, and then hate yourself afterward and wish you could have the time back. So today, I broke down and bought a bag of Chicken and Waffles Flavored Lays. Think of a mcdonald’s mcgriddle sandwich, with the faint chemical flavor of maple syrup. Then add chicken bullion into the flavor profile and you’ll have an idea of what they taste like, unless of course you have at least a few functional taste buds at which time you will be rushing for the bathroom to brush your teeth, tongue and do whatever you can to get the taste out of your mouth. I like fried chicken, I like waffles, but I really question whether this remotely resembles either.
If I ever get around to starting my own religion, mint chocolate chip ice cream will be a sacrament.