I haven't researched this at all, but to my knowledge, there are "four horsemen of the apocalypse," who the Bible claims are scheduled to appear just before the end of the world. They are as follows:
HORSEMAN #1: Bloomin' Onions at Outback Steakhouse. (OH! I forgot to mention that these "horsemen" aren't necessarily "men on horses"—they can be metaphors, too. In this case, a bloomin' onion.) A bloomin' onion is a large onion cut to resemble a flower and then battered and deep-fried. Obviously this is an unnatural evil abomination that deserves to reside on the Outback Steakhouse menu, as it has since 1988. (OH! Forgot to mention that these "horsemen" don't have to arrive together.)
HORSEMAN #2: Siri. Have you seen that new commercial for the iPhone's "Siri" function, which stars director Martin Scorsese? IT'S BULL PLOP! Scorsese sits in a cab barking out commands to Siri on his iPhone, and everything he tells her to do? SHE DOES! But whenever I ask Siri anything, all I get is nonsense or back-sass! The other day I asked Siri for info on "downtown traffic." She responded, "I have 7 suggestions for downtown restaurants." I shot back, "I didn't ask for restaurants... I want a traffic report!" "I found a number of restaurants," Siri responded. "24 are fairly close to you." "I WANT TRAFFIC!!!" I yelled. "I found 17 restaurants nearby that serve linguine," Siri said. "YOU ARE USELESS!!!" I screamed. "This is about you," she replied, "not me." SEE?? BACK-SASS!
HORSEMAN #3: Sometimes my pee smells like lime. (OH! Forgot to mention that sometimes a horseman of the apocalypse can also be a particularly pungent stream of urine.) There are only three possible reasons my pee might smell like lime: (1) I've eaten a lot of limes. (2) It's nonexisting God's way of saying, "Hey, buddy! I DO exist and I'm going to destroy the world! HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAAA! And I'm going to make your pee smell like lime. Just to freak with your head. HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAAA!" (3) I have lupus. I have no idea if "lime-smelling pee" is an actual symptom of lupus—I just think I have lupus. OH! I just thought of a fourth reason: (4) Somebody squirted lime-scented cleaner into the urinal at work.
HORSEMAN #4: Honey Boo Boo. Alana, better known as "Honey Boo Boo" and one of the most horrifying child stars of TLC's Toddlers and Tiaras, DEBUTS IN HER OWN SERIES THIS WEEK. Called Here Comes Honey Boo Boo (TLC, Wed Aug 8, 10 pm), the series follows the 6-year-old pageant contestant—best known for drinking a combo of Mountain Dew and Red Bull (called "Go-Go Juice") to psych up for competition—and her hillbilly family as they flop into mud holes, jiggle their bellies, and search for roadkill as the main course for their evening cookout. This will either be the most terrifying, soul-scarring show you've ever seen, or the greatest thing ever. Either way, it will also be the last show you will ever see—so sayeth the FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE! "I have found six apothecaries in your immediate area." SHUT UP, SIRI!!!