Up My Own Ass

… and even if it *does*, that doesn’t mean it *should*.

My roommate was trying to make the case for chicken and waffles the other day. If you haven’t heard of this combination, you’re not the first. But it’s true, some people eat chicken and waffles - yes, together - and those who like it, swear by it.

My contention isn’t so much with her food coupling (don’t knock it til you try it and all that hippie nonsense), but with her logic. “You like chicken, you like waffles,” she said. “You like chicken and waffles!”

No, roommate. No.

Take for example, this story. Granted, I like mice. And I like hot dog buns. But do you want to tell me that’s still a logical argument?

Ok then. Didn’t think so.