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Confused
FOUND by Cat
in Waterloo, Ontario
I found this label in my apartment's laundry room, in a garbage can, stuck to an empty beer case.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Ok. I'm sorry. I say this with all the best possible love from one friend to another:
Clover, here's your sign.
(Hope you're feeling better, Hon!)
yeah. i'm prone to confusion after a case of beer.
Just wish i could draw such lovely shamrocks, sober OR a little (i mean a lot) bedrunken (6, 12, or 24- anyway you look at it, a case of beer is lots of...)
yeah. i'm prone to confusion after a case of beer.
Just wish i could draw such lovely shamrocks, sober OR a little (i mean a lot) bedrunken (6, 12, or 24- anyway you look at it, a case of beer is lots of...)
shit, sorry for the double send. probably too much wine.
It looks like they drew a three-leaf clover, then decided they could use the extra luck and stuck in the fourth.
Like turning an F into an A on your elementary report card, that three-leaf clover got an upgrade.
Haha, I just noticed now how the U has a little break on the bottom, which makes it look like "Conflised", which in turn makes it more confusing than it was in the first place. :D
Cat, why were you going through the trash can in the laundry room? If you want to train to be a Womble, just come to Wimbledon Common any evening just at sunset and whistle "Remember You're a Womble". Someone will be along shortly to take you in to Uncle Bulgaria for induction. We'll teach you how to do it right!
Orinoco, you don't want no Cat down your burrow, I'm tellin ya.
I like the way, being clover (or shamrock: what's the difference?), it's drawn in what appears to be dark green ink.
It made me think of (a) Clover (how are you feeling, hun?)
and (b) Soap: 'Confused? You will be'. Loved that show.
That's pretty. How are you Clover?
Jonanthan, that show was great-I haven't thought of it in years!
(I hope you get well soon, too, JD. Sending virtual chicken soup your way! xo)
I want to be a Womble. Can i googlemap Wimbledon Common?
Clover... i hope you wake up soon and see your sign. I think Found was thinking of you. lol
Now I have a hankering for Lucky Charms. We rent Soap off Blockbuster online. Love it.
Being Irish and Lebanese, I am often confused. I can't decide if I want to drink or blow shit up.
Confused? Aren't we all.
Sign for YIBC
Young Irish Bisexuals Club.
Turbo, why not both?
someone's drunk and doing laundry again.
becky, its the only way i can stand the boredom of laundry.
possibly confused after a big night celebrateing the irish st. patricks day?
Orinoco Womble:
1. Salvage empties
2. ???
3. Profit!
weeeeelll...i'd be confused too if i drew a clover and used it as an o.
hope you get through it, hun
and btw my dear womble (from one to another) why don't i see you around?
What kind of beer was it?
Oh wait your in Canada...Labatt Blue, Moosehead, etc.???
I'm also confused.
Does anyone know how rediculous multiple choice Chem midterms are? First year or not, this stuff is stupid.
p.s. I can't wait till tonight so i can drink my wicked canadian beer.
I'll be sure to draw a confusing picture and drop it on my way home.
procrastinating again: I just finished a degree, part time. I wrote my exams in various places, with 'invigilators' present. One time, i sat down to do a 2nd year chem exam. The questions looked like maybe i should know them, but i had no idea what the hell they were asking me. Turns out, they sent me a 4th year exam instead. I had another few days to study, until they got the right exam to where it was supposed to be, but man..what a freaking panic.....talk about confused.
And cdn beer rocks, people. You 'mericans should try it.
Sean S.:
It was the weak pee that is Coors Light. A disappointing sight indeed.
For a great Canadian beer, try to get a hold of a Brick Brewery Waterloo Dark. Fantastic tasty beer.
Coors Light: When the best selling point for a beer is its coldness, you know you should stay away.
Yikes! This one is definitely for me! (In more ways than one.)
(Ironically, the spam question is asking me about directions. It's so confusing.)
Thanks for all the get well wishes, you guys! It's weird, my temp is 96.6. What the heck does that mean?? I'm confused.
I just wanna get back to the lawn!
LOL!! Why a clover? Out of anything you could draw that could be an "O" whay a clover?? Hmmm this is definately "Confusing" lol
Oops Sorry! I meant why a clover lol
Well Clover your temp drops a degree an hour after you die, so maybe your dead you just don't know it yet hmmmm now thats "confusing" lol
I have wondered about wombles for a long time. Now I know, thanks to Wikipedia!
Make good use of bad rubbish! That's what Found does! Orinoco Womble, that's a very clever name, and now I understand.
That's not really what I meant when I said I wanna get back to the lawn, UtahChick. But, that's scary... maybe you're right...
Clover: Did you drink domething cold before hand? Like ice water or Juice? That would lower ones temperture. perhaps you could try taking it again. These beer-drinking, clover drawers are obviously a partying bunch. I would not be surprized if there were an empty plastic baggie in the trash with it that said 'dazed' on it. It could be someones graphitti tag also.
LMAO!!! You just made me crack up Dr. Sean and I am sooooo super bored at work so thanks!!!! :D
Thanks for the advice, Dr. Sean. Currently 96.9.
I just noticed that the finder called this a "label" which was stuck to the empty beer case. I wonder if it was someone's rebellious act against those "Hello! I'm..." stick-on name tags at meetings and conferences. Some people just refuse to wear them, some write someone else's name on them or trade name labels with someone obviously not who they are, such as someone of opposite gender, some decide on one member of their group of friends to be the "name" for all so you find yourself introducing yourself to 5 people named Lucy Morris, some write a famous person's name (I have seen all of these) so maybe in this case the person's name was Clover and she wanted to express her feelings about this conference. Then she and some of the fun people she met at the conference had a beer party in the laundry room. That makes sense, doesn't it?
Here's the story.
A handful of rebellious twelve year olds looking to make a buck and cause some trouble stole a case of their dad's Coor's Light and tried to sell it to drunk college kids. Nobody would buy it, cuz as people have pointed out here, it's shit. So the kids, being creative and canadian, decide to try an ingenious marketing ploy.
Robby, who is a red head, puts on a three cornered hat and some green britches and Tommy, who is an artist grabs a green marker and some sticker paper. Soon enough the drunks are giving them $20 for a case of this new micro-brew import and pestering Robby about where he's hiding his lucky charms.
Case closed.
back to the beer.
Millstreet Tankhouse has been my choice these days.
Coors light: the silver bullet. I guess if you want to keep warewolves away you should get this beer. (silver bullets kill warewolves ya?) aside from that its not worth much else.
...Except confusion, apparently. Who would want that?
She comes home to a nearly dark apartment, sets her keys on the kitchen counter, and sighs deeply as she hangs her purse across a chairback in the breakfast nook. She unzips her hoodie and puts that on the back of the chair, too.
She debates for a moment about which sort of alcohol would take the edge from her bad day. Vodka tonic? Pinot Grigio? No...tonight is definitely a Coors Light night. Coors Light with feet on the coffee table, sitting in the dark while smoking a forbidden cigarette. That could end today nicely.
She opens the refrigerator and sees something that can't be explained. The Coors Light case sits in the refrigerator, empty. NO BEER?! How can this be? There was beer this morning... She doodles "Confused" on a notepad, slaps the sign on the box and closes the door, disappointed.
As she looks around, she notices that someone has brought in the mail. She realizes that her neighbor was not only neighborly, but also made himself at home by polishing off her beer.
She reaches back in to the fridge for the box, puts it on top of the dirty laundry basket sitting near the living room door, and heads downstairs to do some wash, beerless.
The rest, is history.
Oh, I forgot the part where she makes a mental note to get her housekey back from the neighbor...the plants would just have to wither the next time she went out of town...
magically delicious: i hear ya. bores me to tears. mostly the folding and the putting away.
i don't seperate my clothes from my towels, or my lights from my darks. i'm a badass laundress.
Clearly, this is the calling card for the Lucky Charms leprechan.
I can't say that I'm really surprised.
Hehe! You guys are making me laugh! Found definitely beats sitcom reruns for sick entertainment. But I'm having a bit of a craving for Perry Mason... the good thing about being sick and missing school as a kid was lying on the couch watching Perry Mason reruns. Paul was oh-so handsome!
i think my kids took laundry lessons from you, Becky. Tell me, how often do you come up with nicely washed money, and kleenex?
Brain Problem, I can't do both at the same time because I am confused. I've always wanted to get a tattoo of a hijacked airplane dropping potatoes on an unsuspecting city.
And I cannot say "confused" out-loud without saying "confussed", which was written on the bathroom wall of the bar I used to work. "I am so confussed!!!"
Funny...I can't say confused aloud with out saying (or at least thinking) CORNfused. I wish I knew why, though.
One of my favourite beers is called Theakston's Old Peculier (I kid you not). Very dark. But my real favourite is Fuller's London Pride (brewed with Thames water). And Hoegaarden in the summer.
Goodnight all.
Jonathan? brewed with water from the actual Thames river??? seriously? is that even safe?
Thames water??? Really??
I drink and get confused. So true.
Michelle, the reason you never see me around is because I spend waaay too much time on Wellington's computer! "Michelle" must be your internet alias, as no self-respecting Womble chooses a human name, only place-names. (All Wombles choose their own names when old enough to be given their first tidybag.) Bungo made up his own name, true enough--but then he's not self-respecting, as we all know!
Hmmm... they just say their water is 'sourced with great care' so I hope it’s from a clean local spring, not the London tap stuff that has supposedly passed through 50 people before it gets to you...
Anyway the Fullers brewery is a handsome building you drive past on your way out of London, west on the A4. (Not as big as the Coors brewery in Golden, Colorado, but then nothing is!)
See http://www.fullers.co.uk/ir/History and http://www.proudofyourpride.co.uk/perfection.html
Orinoco, bet you've got a case or two of Pride stashed away down there.
magically delicious: never. i always check pockets for cash. gotta have a way to check for more beer money to get more confused.
Without having looked up wombles, I'm definitely not in on it, but it reminds me of the magic card playing, dress up in robes kidof nerds. I'm ignorantly against it.
kindof!
Must have been a pack of Guiness.. Woooo GO IRISH
Cool. Also from waterloo!