How did R Kel not think of this first?

Eastern Motors commercials aside, if this isn't the best commercial created in the last 7 years, I'm not sure what is.

A few thoughts come to mind:

• Why will she not just share one of those nuggets with him?  There's at least 10 in that box.  Why does she covet them so?  It would appear from the wedding band that they are either married, or involved in a classic "Trapped in the Closet" style love affair.  You would think that something as rudimentary as sharing a chicken nugget would be common-place; but perhaps that's the exact thing that's driving their relationship downwards and tearing this poor man apart in the process?
• Speaking of, this man is devastated that he cannot get one of those nuggets.  Devastated to the point where he has not only written a tune to express his sorrow and desperation, but he chooses to perform it in both the comfort of his own home (perhaps sparing himself some embarrassment), AND in a dark alley in the pouring rain.  There have been some times in my life where I have thought of killing a man to obtain chicken nuggets, but never have I been driven to the point of public song.  His plight is pitiful, shameful, yet beautiful.
• Judging from the nature of his house, his wife's car, etc., I have to think this guy has the means to simply drive to McDonald's himself and purchase those tasty nuggets which he craves uncontrollably.  Although maybe he's lost his driver's license, and cannot transport himself via car to the nearest McD's?  Maybe he is new in town, and doesn't know the location of the nearest McDonald's, and his nav system is on the fritz and can't offer him help in that area?  Perhaps he was caught recently cheating on his wife with someone who is employed at McDonald's, and his wife agreed to stick with him only on the condition that he never again eat McDonald's?  The nuggets are a symbol of his ultimate temptation:  nuggets and sweet, sweet drive-through lady love.
• Is that Bill Bellamy?

On an administrative note, posting will be slowed, if not halted altogether over the next week and a half, as I have finals next week.  Until then, I leave you with the Platinum Bentley...

Beware the Logic Geniuses...

A big thanks to the people who took one look at the picture a couple posts down and were quick to chime in with "hey idiot, can't you see that guy's got diplomat plates!?!"  As if that somehow makes my point about people just parking their cars wherever because they have their hazard lights on obsolete.  I'd love to see the logic behind that one.

Anyway, nice to know that one of my biggest reader-bases appears to be avid Photo Hunt players.

"Dude, upper right corner!  UPPER RIGHT!!  HURRY UP!!!"

Eat it, dorks.

Oh yeah, rush that shit.

Looks like our favorite frat boys are at it again!

Dude, rushing Beta is fucking INTENSE, brah!

Big bonus points to the white boy with the Wu-Tang "C.R.E.A.M." ringtone.  Because obviously cash rules everything around him.  Nothing comes as close to the streets as the frat-life does; living in close proximity to 140 other white guys, sippin' on Busch Light, waking up to go to class, and collecting rent money from pops.  Word is bond, yo.

So we're just parking anywhere now...

Seeing as I go to school in Washington, DC, I'm reminded on a daily basis that despite tens of thousands of years of human evolution*, the human species is somehow completely unable to grasp the basic concept of the legal parking spot.  Now look, I fully understand that sometimes you have to run into a building to grab something, it's 3 in the afternoon, and shit, why in the hell is there a 14 ft no parking zone to begin with?  BUT...there's a difference between leaving your car unattended in a non-conspicous parking space for a few minutes, and just stopping your car wherever you damn well please and throwing the hazards on because "dude, if you put your hazards on, it's totally cool."  Ummm, no.  No, it's not.

"Fuck off man, I'll only be a few minutes!  I got my hazards on!"

Just another one of those things that as a society, we need to reach an agreement that this sort of stupidity will stop.

*Unless you're one of those who is still under the impression that creationism got the whole thing going, and that dinosaurs never existed (I bet the guy who made all those bone scupltures is soooo rich!), and the economy's fucking great.