A lot of times when I think about, say, owning my own restaurant (I have quite an imagination!) I just see it as this endless drudge of high-stress work where you are constantly juggling a staff of employees that you may or may not trust, the vagaries of a perishable inventory, maintaining customer interest and satisfaction, and the surprise visits of municipal health boards. It just seems really hard! So a lot of times I don’t think about the fun side of that kind of enterprise where you’re just like, hey, you know what? Fuck it, today we’re making ironic donuts based off of that TV show we watched last night. That’s fun! It’s important to love what you do. And then I guess Aaron Paul comes to the store and you are just like OH MY GOD, APPARENTLY MY LIFE IS PERFECT AND MY NAME IS MERYL STREEP AND THIS IS IT’S COMPLICATED, WELCOME TO MY FROUFROU BAKERY STEVE MARTIN. Now caption this photo for the caption contest, bitch.
Winner will receive special placement in this week’s Monsters’ Ball. We will “say your name.” Get it? Hahaha, GET IT? (Image via LaughingSquid.)