A case of the yummos

I've got a bad case of the yummos.  That means that everytime I'm trying to say a transducitive comment, it just turns into something about yummos.  That reminds me of the that funny episode of Star Trek called The Trouble with Yummos.  I started huluing another episode of 30 Minute Mummos about shopping at the grocery store.  No really, the summary of the episode was something about getting your ingredients from the grocery store.  Which is good, because I've been scraping my ingredients off the road for the past 35  years, so thanks Rachel for your cosmic insight.  I'm going to try and grab some screengrabs of Rummo making the weird faces that she makes and post it on the internet surrounded by a blackbox with a white caption that reads "EVOO"  and then under that:  "If you drink enough of it, you'll be as smart as me!"  That might not be damaging enough though.  How about "My face"  and then under it "Is actually a piece of sculpy".  No that's too funny and not mean enough.  I know "TV Cooking Shows"  followed by "Now anyone can be a chef!"  I don't know, I'm not tapping into my depthless loathing of her show and her "talent".  I'll get there someway, somehow.  Hey Corinne Bailey Ray, thanks.