When Cate e-mailed to tell me about the link, I realized I needed to learn to post links on my web page. The following is Cate’s actual e-mail:
It’s easy. You just enter the following where you want the tag line to appear:
&(*%&^%#**( %$%$$#@%^^(*)() *(&$$#@%*(www.myMomdatedSpike.com) ) (&(&*^^&%%&^$?( )&*&#@@$&^**()()) ()*^$%#%()++??
In other news, I have also officially tasted the World’s Worst Pizza. It’s available for $9.99 from Domino’s. That’s right. The cheeseburger pizza. It actually has mustard on it. Icky. Wrong. It tasted like they had ground day old cheeseburgers from McDonalds and dropped it on the pizza. It was that bad. All I needed was an icy milkshake and sugary salted fries to make the post-Happy Meal bloat complete. Such a sad waste of pizza dough. I bet they put the ketchup and mustard on it because the tomato sauce rebelled. So did the mushrooms and real cheese. I give this information to you as a gift to society – let it never be said this blog was a waste of literacy training.
21 comments:
"...bad press is the only press you need."
You know how when someone smells something surprisingly bad, they say "ugh, this smells like crap! Here, smell this..." Before common sense sets in, you lean over to smell it.
Same goes for this cheeseburger pizza. I had wanted to try it after seeing commercials on the Apprentice. I would have never suspected they would put mustard on it. I hate mustard. Yet your negative review makes me want to try it more ("it can't be that bad...").
Mustard on pizza is WRONG. There is no other valid opinion on this topic.
Perhaps McDonald's and Dominoes have formed a secret coalition to deplete our stomach linings and degrade our palates. Interestingly, McDonald's was one of the first fast food restaurants to be featured inside Wal-Mart Super Centers.
Cue the Twilight Zone theme. By the way, I'm linking to you blog too. Blog on.
I too, will be linking to your blog shortly. And by shortly, I mean sometime within the next 72 hours. I'm nothing if not punctual...
The idea of a cheeseburger pizza seemed misguided from the start. And yet, they still sell it. Which means the backlash hasn't been as severe as I think it should have been. It must still be a big seller in the backwoods of the Smokey Mountains, or something. (Cue the theme from Deliverance)
Ah, you're too much. Thanks for the comments. And keep your blog going, because when I eventually switch to another blog, I'm taking the links with me.
You blog good.
Intern Andy makes me swoon. (Pause for deep breathing...JK) Andy, in honor of your departure, I have chosen many cruel, pointless projects for our intern with a deadline of April 29th.
All these theme music cues have convinced me that the Cheeseburger Pizza is diabolical as well as horrible. Please do not be fooled by the bad press - just remember the mustard and order the pepperoni pizza or even the weird barbecue chicken one.
If Wal-Mart and McDonalds have merged and are now threatening to take over Dominoes, is there any hope for society? Cue theme from Space Monkeys: Attack of the Killer Tomatoes.
Mustard on a PIZZA? Now that is just wrong in so very many ways. I have had a Bacon Cheeseburger pizza and that was really good. But it was just ground beef, bacon, tomato sauce, and two kinds of cheese. No mustard. Nasty ass dominos. They don't even deserve capitalization.
I'm going to miss Intern Andy so much. So very sad.
Ah, thanks for reminding me, been meaning to update my links. (One of those days I'll get around to trying out Blogrolling... maybe.)
Cheeseburger pizza is obviously a heinous mistake. But I still think I can top it. My former flatmate used to insist on ordering pizza with bacon, feta, garlic (good so far)... plus pineapple, banana and avocado.
Just Say No to fruit on pizza. Please.
I was at ewww! by garlic - then you added the banana and I actually moved into nauseous. Seriously, people without taste buds should not be allowed to order pizza - there should be a government agency involved in censoring pizza orders - the Culinary Decency Department (CDD).
Blogrolling sounds painful. Better not try it without the proper safety gear. Or convince Cate to do it...she has already agreed to add the links if I continue to whine about how difficult it is.
i added links but i have no idea how i did it. i think it was nearly accident. wish i could help.
Try looking here for help on making links:
http://www.w3schools.com/html/html_links.asp
Whining works, though. There's always someone who will cluck soothingly and fix it for you.
Whining has gotten me so far in life that I hate to give it up...however, will try to be brave and independent...thanks for the advice.
I know how to post links, but for giggles, I tried posting a link by copying and pasting your instructions from Cate.
No link on my page, so I looked closer at the code. I'm pretty sure it's a government code used to launch nuclear missles at Reykjavik Harbor, a small Icelandic village.
For "giggles." It's not so funny anymore. I already clicked "Publish Changes." God save Reykjavik Harbor.
Dang. Not good. Oh, well, good thing I'm a self-centered American with no concern for international things - unless they had bunnies. You didn't kill any bunnies in the attack, 'cause then I'd command the entire National Guard to escort you to Guantanamo...
I always suspected Cate was shifty. She seems funny, cool, and kind, but there was something about her eyes that warned me she was capable of such terrible things. :)
It seems I must defend myself. As if I would ever instigate a missile attack against the hardy and hard-working and totally harmless fishermen of Iceland! What do you think I am? Some kind of militant vegan?
What's really at work here is the lamentable and not-often-discussed disease of htm-lexicytis, wherein the afflicted is totally unable to process html code. It seems Glorious is chronic sufferer. I'm afraid there's no cure. Except perhaps a short course of recombinant geek-DNA treatments.
Nice try. Just admit it, you tried to blow up an unobtrusive northern country. And to think I thought I could call you a friend...
Two things:
1. Just because my boyfriend once tried to blow up Russia (or was it England? I can't remember) in a bid for world domination, doesn't mean I would ever ever ever do something so heinous (and stupid and guaruanteed to bring lots of bad press). Besides, that was so last decade, and he has totally reformed.
2. If (and that's a big if) I ever decided to blow Iceland off the map, you would never so much as suspect I was responsible. I'm sneaky like that.
And by that, you ADMIT you were trying to blow up Iceland...
What. Ever.
All I have to say to you is...
...de do do do de da da da
I do so hope by that you don't meant to imply that my logic "tied you up and rape(d) you." While I enjoy winning arguments, that just sounds like bad press...
Ummm. No.
Just felt like singing some nonsensical Sting lyrics.
I'm a little late on this but...you were posted as a link on my blog...back when I had links...but when I revamped my blog, I lost all the links...and it's too much of an effort to do them all again.
It's all good tho...since all I have to do is click on my favorites and there you are! For me, anyway! Hee.
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