Generations of my Acadian ancestors were performing paleo-magical-stuff and had no idea. They just new that their Fricot tasted very good.

Kale is the devil in leafy form.

My question is what happens when they are not "well-planned"?

I used to want them, now I feel too old. I'd have made a good stay-at-home Dad, but hey, I make a very good friend now and support children's charities and try to be a good old Ogre.

It's like...life sized Barbie Zombies from Prudesville.

I may never forgive you for making me listen to this, Mark.

No problem, I'd forgotten to look up the root. I was debating between it and tete de merde.

LOL! He did have sales integrity, however. Told me that he never let anyone leave his store looking really bad, because no matter how bad they wanted to wear clothes that didn't work for them, he'd convince them otherwise. That way they came back to him, because he made sure they looked sharp.

It's much like trying to copyright words. Ridiculous!

Or if we feel like being fancy, connard.

My grandfather sold men's clothing for a living, and dressed what was considered really well back in the day. He looked a lot like this in his youth. I have pictures.

I just find him annoying/creepy and...well pretty much irrelevant.

So now they are more like "Bed, Bath, and maybe a little further...maybe."

For sure. I eat them every day!

Was asked if I wanted to try it, I said neigh, neigh...

Cafe Rage?

They sure can, and human nature dictates we remember the bad customers and forget about the good ones.

I love the parents who are teaching their little ones how to be polite in the store where I work! There are quite a few, but we tend to remember the rude ones better I suppose. But having a 4 year old hand me a wrinkled wad of bills and say "fank you!" when she gets her Disney Princess DVD melts my heart.

They do that to me in retail, too. Pretty good way to get me to feel like being less helpful. Especially when I'm already waiting on a customer.