Welcome to TMI Mondays — kinda like TGI Friday’s but with less class, more ass.  *snap*

Ok, I know you’re wondering (morbid, you are) about the title of this post.  To sum up, I ate a cupcake from the local grocery store.  The whipped frosting was blue.  Aside from the fact that it looked like I’d had PaPa Smurf for lunch, I was ok with the whole blue thing.  What’s a little blue tongue, you know?  All that changed about 9:00 p.m. last night when I stopped at the rest area on the way back from Atlanta.

There are some colors in the Universe that shouldn’t exist.  It may have been a Smurf going down, but somewhere in my intestines it met up with the Bart Simpson I ate last week and — as the Ziploc commercial goes — YELLOW and BLUE make GREEN.

I’m done sharing now.  You’re welcome.