I was very excited yesterday when the Guardians brought home a new drink I had never seen before. I wasn’t excited because I wanted to drink it though. I was excited because it was named after Me! Brother Henry gave the bottled beverages a quick security sweep before I was allowed to approach them.
After Brother Henry cleared the bottles, I moved in for a closer look. That’s when I noticed that whoever made the drink couldn’t spell properly. For some reason they had put a superfluous “a” in My name!
Although I am flattered that someone decided to name a beverage after Me, I am more than a little disappointed that they didn’t bother to spell My name right. I mean, what’s a cult leader need to do to get a little respect!?
Oh well. I guess I should just be happy that they tried. Still, it’s just as easy to get these things right as it is to get them wrong. Plus, the Guardians seemed to like the drink, so maybe they did something right. They acted funny after drinking it though. I wonder what was in there… maybe catnip?
So Sayeth Otis