The Apocalypse Is Near

If the founding fathers of our modern computing technologies had ever forecasted this, surely all technical designs would have been summarily immolated and a pact formed never to speak of them again.

Imagine being the Chief Marketing Officer or Senior VP of Almonds or whatever over at Planters. This is the shit you sit around and think of.

Best. Job. Ever.

(Oh, my fav dance is The Emm-Jay.)