Words and Thoughts: Skeet, Toilet, Ohio. In That Order.

Hello again, alleged readers! And a hearty waaaaaaaazzzzzup to the Gen Zs or Alphas and Betas or whatever the hell y’all are. Recently I made a very funny observation regarding Pogs to the interns at work and instead of uproarious laughter, they just stared at me. So, I repeated the observation verbatim, and they said they didn’t “get” it. So, I said it all again, louder, and made sure to wave my arms around at them this time to really drive the meaning home. Still nothing. I told them to play with their Tamagotchis for a minute while I excused myself.

They didn’t take out their Tamagotchis.

I found the nearest executive and said, “Craig, the interns are broken. Also, they don’t have any Tamagotchis. Where the hell did you find these kids?”

Craig explained to me that these kids were apparently rounded up at “respectable institutions of higher education”, we could not “return them”, and they weren’t “broken”; they’re just “young”. I called “BS” on Craig, and Craig called for a bit more generational awareness from me.

Oh, I’m very aware, Craig. I’m aware that there’s a gaggle of Tamagotchiless interns in the other room who I would absolutely wreck in Pogs.

So now, a few days later, I’ve spent a LOT of time on the internet, and I’m now very hip to what’s chill. I should probably go get those kids out of the conference room at some point. Anyway, yeah, very up to speed on the parlance of our times.

Skeet toilet Ohio.

That’s it. I’m told by the world wide web that it all just boils down to that phrase. Just get online, open up AIM, or MSN Messenger, either works, and drop a quick “Skeet toilet Ohio”, and then you’re basically The Fonz.

Y’all remember that episode of Spongebob when Spongebob gets on the wrong bus coming back from “Glove World!”, and goes to Rock Bottom instead of Bikini Bottom?  Everyone in Rock Bottom speaks English, but you have to insert a voiceless bilabial trill between most words for them to understand you. I guess kids these days are just Rock-Bottomites, except instead of trills every few words, you just drop a “Skeet toilet Ohio” here and there, and then I think they understand what you’re saying.

“Skeet toilet Ohio play with your Tamagotchis for a minute.”  THEN they would have known what to do.

Gotta meet them where they’re at, Stav!  I tell you what, every time I think I have the Universe figured out… something new comes along to learn. It can be exhausting sometimes for sure. Like last week, I learned that it’s not required, and it is sometimes frowned upon even, to try and like wedge yourself up into the vending machine slot to get the bag of cheese doodles out from the top row. This is good, because I do not fit well into that slot, at all. There are other ways to get the cheese doodles!  Once I learned that, I thought I had learned everything.

Apparently not, enter skeet toilet Ohio.

I have no idea if there is anything more to learn. I think there’s maybe a 50/50 chance that there’s SOMETHING else to learn, but I don’t know what I don’t know yet. So, for now, I hope all of you fine alleged readers have an excellent rest of your week. And for those of you perhaps unclear on what the Save Icon physically represents: Skeet toilet Ohio, rizzlords. Keep staying on edge out there in Gyatt City, Skeet toilet Ohio. No cap, goat.

Skeet toilet. Ohio.