The title is a quadruple entendre: First, it refers to the toasted bread the British love to eat in the morning. Second, it refers to the idiom about a celebrated person. Third it is the name of the protagonist Steven Toast. And finally, it places the story in the same universe as Ren & Stimpy where there is a super hero Powdered Toast Man.
Aziraphale and Crowley wear white and black, respectively, which is a subtle nod to them being an angel and devil, respectively. This is also a subtle nod to Yin and Yang, from the Talmud, which fortells of Ragnarok, the anglicized version of Yom al Ayama, which—spoiler alert—is what the story is about.
Sometimes when doves/pigeons take off they make a fluttering noise in time with their wings flapping. Since they are taking off, usually from a stand still, I’d imagine that it takes quite a bit of effort, despite they’re being light. All that being the case, is that fluttering noise their “fat grunt?”
”Got a sharp mouth a sharp tongue” —G. Love
My wife is the best.
Yeah . . . Yeah . . . Yeah. . . I know. Your baby’s got sauce. But your baby ain’t SUH-WEET like mine.
You’re incredulous. I get it. You’re wondering, out of all the 70 hundred million billion wifes out there, how can I make such a bold claim? Cause this happened:
I was having a bad day. Full disclouse (assuming you don’t want to read the link provided), the shituation was completely my fault. I even realized it at the time. Regardless, a shit storm’s a shit storm and as much as I’d like to be a stoic master, I am not. I went full Hulk over some minuscule entitlement that was being denied me: Popeyes was out of chicken, for the moment, and I was going to have to wait for a full 15 minutes to get a freshly made batch.
(travesty!)Continue reading “My Baby’s Got Sauce”
Mar-Vell’s cat is a crossover from Lovecraft’s universe of Elder Gods. In fact, Goose is an anagram of Cthulhu, which is a subtle nod to my inability to spell and ignorance of what, exactly, an anagram is.