If you’re wondering what its carbon footprint is like, you’ve come to the wrong place. If you’re concerned about how noisy it might be, you’re lost. If you think its paint job is a tad gaudy, you’re out in left field around here. If you’re wondering why anyone would take a Peterbilt and strap jet engines on it, perhaps you’d be happier over at the Huffington Post.
If your first reaction is, “I wonder where I can get one of those?” please take a seat on the BSBFB bench.
Let’s face facts, lads. Sooner or later we’re going to have to grow up.
No, no — no use in whining. We’ll have to put the supersoakers filled with lighter fluid and rigged with a Zippo up on the shelf. That go-kart you put the Hayabusa motor on will need to be parked in the garage next to the leaf blower you made from a jet engine. You’re going to have to store all your serrated steel frisbees in that barrel you used to go over the falls. It’s time to be a man.
We must procreate. I realize you’ve been making the bouncy-bouncy like a lab rat on crack for quite some time, but sooner or later it’s got to matter. It’s minivan time. Time to extend the line, before you hit the wall. This fellow in the video has the right idea. Time to get domestic.
Besides, if you have a little kid with you in Toys R Us, you can buy twice as many LEGO sets without people looking at you funny.
(Thanks to Brian Erb for sending that one along)
I’m A Borderline Sociopathic Boy, So I Think They Should Build Another One Of These Things, Then Race Them