This is what 2008 looks like? I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to go back!

Tupperware just doesn't make sense as a business model. But to the extent that a chess move can startle, and even as a student playing through one of his games from a propped open book, Bobby Fischer was able to startle. Despite all the other crud that had accumulated on and around him in subsequent years, he would always have that. But no Tupperware.

I mean because look, if I want to buy me some Tupperware, just where do I go to get it? I have to find some pants-suited housewife's party to crash just to get a look at the stuff; it's like contraband for soccer-moms. While meanwhile, on any day, 24 hours, I can drop by the Wal-Mart and grab me some Rubbermaid. What the hell are those Tupperware freaks thinking? Although Rubbermaid has kind of a creepy name though, like a sex toy name, like "oh baby get out the rubbermaid!" and you're kind of frowning about it because honestly you'd rather do without the rubbermaid just once, it's always the rubbermaid she wants these days, bah!