
Sigh. My whole life, everytime I’ve done something original, it wasn’t long before it showed up in pop culture. I don’t know how, it happend even before the interenets blew up, ie social networking, or whatever. But it’s still happening.
The week before last’s episode of The Simpsons (“Thursdays with Abie”) side story delt with Bart’s name being drawn to be in charge of taking home the class pet for the weekend: LARRY THE LAMB.
WTF??? THAT’S MY THING. I HAVE A STUFFED PET LAMB. McLamb! Duh! Everyone knows that! Did I not start that? Am I not the first person to have a stuffed pet lamb? I dunno, I thought I was. Don’t classrooms usually have bunnies or hamsters for class pets?? WHY MY PET LAMB IDEA??
My life has been in shambles ever since. I can’t do anything without it eventually being reflected in pop culture. I should start wearing tinfoil hats and making to-scale models of Roman structures usuing my own feces. But then Lady Gaga will start doing that. Bitch.
(via spacecataz)