Even when young, my kids would recognize an Elvis Presley impersonation. They had never actually seen or heard Elvis, but knew what he sounded like and that he said "Thank you. Thank you very much" a lot. They figured that out, partly from Elvis impersonators, but mainly from people joking about or referencing Elvis impersonators.

That's a funny meme, init?

I thought I was going to be non-plussed at this meme, but ended up just being plussed.

What a mashup, and a great use of this coincidence.

Reminds me of the joke:
Q: What's the difference between a lawyer and a chicken about to be scooped up by a hawk?
A: The chicken clucks defiance.

Better to stir the emotions than get your facts straight.

It's weird how we make jokes about how bad government-provided lunches are, and the poor quality of government-provided education, but we want government-provided health insurance.

Looks like you were...right on target.

YYYEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! <cue "Won't Get Fooled Again">

If that had happened in the US:
-"What sexism to *assume* that she needed saving just because she's FEMALE!"
-"Did he affirm her gender choice first, or just assume a gender based on appearance?"
-"How supremacist of him to not consider that some of his opponents came from oppressed minorities."
-"Did he not respect the NO WEAPONS policy of public transport?'

Not to mention those that would need to know his politics before deciding if his actions are good or bad.

Same.

On the good side, she makes me eggs and bacon for after the workout.

That could also mean that she likes the campfire as they enjoy their time sitting around it, telling stories, singing songs and making s'mores. Y'know, the activities, fellowship, relaxation at the end of a busy day.

I used to be on the team of an adult retreat. Even though the day was filled with stuff, over half the people would come out to the campfire I'd prepare at the end of the day just to chat with other participants or stare into the fire and collect their thoughts before turning in.

"I'd like to speak to the manager."

It's *magic*! How can bones stick together without ligaments? How can they move without muscles? It's just magic!

Mine is too.

No wait, I meant "To blave," which means "to bluff."

I found that having gotten in really scary situations, like three guys going to beat and rob me or having 80% of my company get laid off during a terrible job market and having a stay-at-home wife and several young kids counting on me for income and health insurance, inured me to things that I used to find terrifying. Not an ideal way to accomplish this, but I'm not fazed by stuff that was scary as a youngster.

You can kind of do that by going to your local library wearing a comfy sweater/sweatshirt, then going out for coffee and snacks, then going back to the library. That isn't a perfect re-creation of the dream scenario, but all that stuff exists.