|So the squishies still just suck!!! And now, which is worse, my favorite flavors are now hard to find.|
I don't understand the logic of the squishy purveyors of our fine community. Gone are the heady days when I could walk into a 7-11 or a Mac's and expect to see a tap of goodly orange or the ever satisfying 7-up. In their place, sickly sweet concoctions of Coke and Pepsi, watered down Mountain Dew, really weird tasting purple shit, and the must be avoided king of sickly sweetness, Barq's Cream soda.
Ohh the anguish of it all. Less than 7 weeks of squishies left before I yet again return to the Arctic
|and fast for 8 months.|
Could the squishy gods in whom I have placed such faith really be letting me down like this?
No...it can't be. I refuse to accept the idea that we live in a world when the devout squishy worshipper is turned out into the cold Arctic without the memory of the near perfect squish in his belly. It simply cannot be!
I am expecting that, immediately before the end of the term, squishies across the city shall turn god like. Many many taps spewing forth their frosty goodness to reward all aficionados for a winter well spent, living in the doldrums of squishiness.
But let's face facts.
| There are some locations where the squishies just always suck! These are the no go zones of the squishy faithful. This week I will identify two of these no go zones as I debut the Squishy no list.|
Forget about Winnipeg Street! There are two 7-11s within a couple of blocks of each other, one on Victoria and one on Sask Drive. Stay away ‘cause they both suck regularly. I've given these establishments a fair shake and they have never performed adequately. I expect they have fallen under the dark influence of the anti-squish, he whose name must not be spoken!
Till next week fellow aficionados!!