Comments on: X-Men: Baskin Robbins’ X2 Ice Cream!

By: Alex Moore

Alex Moore — Fri, 29 Apr 2011 14:58:03 +0000

You should write about Bubble Play, the catcher’s mitt ice cream.

By: Gozer

Gozer — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

Ooo ooo I’ll take a double scoop of the ice queen !

By: Melissa Y.

Melissa Y. — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

Matt, did you actually eat this goop? And that article just proves to me how honestly stupid some salespeople are at food places. I had the same problem when I ordered from McDonald’s the other day: one fish sandwich and one small fry…simple right? They couldn’t comprehend the fact that I did NOT want the combo meal and NO soda!! Bastards…Anyway, great article and my sister and I who are both big fans of your site agree that the pictures you include with the stories are possibly the best part. Take care!! Melissa (resident Tim Curry fan..)

By: Mr. Mr. Mr.

Mr. Mr. Mr. — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

Anybody else remember Garfield ice cream? Orange with black stripes?

By: cuggy

cuggy — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

once i made a drink in the blender and used a lot of blue food colouring

my crap looked like that the next morning

By: Jumpin' Jesus

Jumpin' Jesus — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

I hope that the pop-up ads by powerade/the matrix don’t catch on. Though cool at first, they became greatly annoying after the 4th page of the toy catalog… I blame UGO, not the site.

By: Mr. Mr. Mr.

Mr. Mr. Mr. — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

While we're talking about fast food blunders, here's a transcribe of a recent trip to my local Wendy's.

(Mr. Mr. Mr. walks up to the counter. He waits. He waits. He waits. The lady behind the counter, a 17-year old women, sits there, gossiping with her friend.)

Counter-girl: And so then I said...
Other girl: Uh huh.
Counter-girl: That, you know...
Other girl: Yeah.
Counter-girl: So then...

Triple Mr: Um, excuse me.
Counter-girl: Then she said...
Triple Mr: EXCUSE ME!
Counter-girl: Um, yeah.
Triple Mr: I'm ready to order.
Counter-girl: Well, I was waiting for you.
Triple Mr: No you weren't. You were gossiping.
Counter-girl: Well, shut up. What do you want?
Triple Mr: A #3, please.
Counter-girl: Yeah, sure. (into mic) A #3 for this jerk.
Triple Mr: ...
Counter-girl: That'll be $4.75.

(Mr. Mr. Mr. waits for his order. Counter-girl lights up a smoke. Order's put on the counter. Mr. Mr. Mr. takes it.)

Counter-girl: See ya, siiiiiir.

For those who care, I complained to the manager. That girl's now unemployed.