In which the meme remains the same
- Curse the person who tagged you.
- Grab the nearest book.
- Open it to page 123.
- Find the fifth sentence.
- Post the next three sentences.
- Tag five people.
[Watch out this is where it starts looking like algebra.]
So…
- Curse you, Joe! *shaking fist, possibly tying him to railroad tracks* Curse you, even though you did not tag me by name and I'm doing this to myself!
- I am at my office now, and all my stuff is in storage from a recent move, meaning that the nearest book is my own journal, orange in color, and bearing a sticker depicting a duck wearing a crash helmet and sunglasses. Sadly, I have filled only up to page 91 with drivel and labels from beer bottles, leaving page 123, like the bright future, yet to be written. The next closest thing to a book is the August, 1982 issue of Lodging Hospitality magazine (“The Penton/IPC Management Magazine for Hotels, Motels, Resorts”). That will do in a pinch.
- So.. Page 123. Got it. It’s the right half of a two-paged ad for Rubbermaid janitorial products. Informative!
- Found.
- Best of all, Brute containers come in all sizes, for every need. And the selection of tops, dollies, and other accessories makes Brute even more versatile. For quality that’s recognized everywhere, there’s no substitute for Brute.
- I’m going to tag the team of copywriters of that fantastic ad for Brute containers, whom I count among my regular readers. Get to it, boys!
Star of the day. . .Brute! There is no substitute.