On my recent trip to Australia, all of the wildlife ignored me. I knew deep down that I had been ostrich-cized!
STORY TIME: One time, I went to a local Sheri's with my Speech and Debate team for dinner. I looked at the menu and saw a pie called--one cannot make this up--NSA pie. I had no idea what NSA stood for in the context of that pie, but I ultimately commented on it as such: "NSA pie? Oh my god, THEY'RE PIE-ING ON US!"
