From this point on, I would like to be referred to as “The Ethically Challenged Witch of the North West.”
concept: all normal checkouts are replaced with self-checkouts but instead of losing their jobs the cashiers now get to sit on top of lifeguard chairs and periodically throw wine glasses at me like dracula while i buy my goods
what is a customer? a miserable little pile of coupons
I have a feeling this will become iconic in due time.
I’ve watched this for like a dozen loops and I still crack up every time
[Singing]
T-Birds: Well-a, well-a, well-a– Tell me more, tell me more, did'ya get very far?
Pink Ladies: Tell me more, tell me more–
Jules (in time, astonishingly): Does he look like a bitch?
