Dear Guy,
That ice cream you keep mentioning to your wife? The one that incorporates chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry into one convenient container? Well, that ice cream was never the Emperor of France. That ice cream never fought in the Battle of Waterloo and it was never exiled to the island of St. Helena. It never did any of these things, so stop calling it Napoleon Ice Cream! That's...that's not what it's called.
Pleased to help,
Shawn
Starbucks and the Genie
4 years ago
6 comments:
Tee Hee! My kids love that kind!
I used to get the two confused too, when I was somewhere in the neighborhood of 9?
That is awesome. Did you laugh out loud when you heard that? I dont think I would have been able to help it.
So that's what the little guy was holding whilst tucking his hand into his vest? Sneaky little world conquering bastard...
I'm going to stand in the frozen treats aisle at my local grocery store and just correct the mother loving hell out of people who call it "Napoleon" ice cream. Children can be found in grocery stores. We don't want them getting all turned around.
I've worked with someone who does that sort of thing so often I don't even notice his malapropisms most of the time. Tis sad.
I hadn't noticed this blog before on my blog wanderings, but now I'll have to follow it.
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