All Hail Uncle Rob
Do you have an Uncle Rob? I mean, do you have an Uncle Rob who’s still alive, and out of the burn ward often enough to pal around with? If you do, then you’re one of the lucky few. Everyone needs an Uncle Rob.
Colin Furze Has Done It Again
Well, we’re not sure if he’s done it again, because we’re not sure if he’s done it before. Honestly, we’re not really sure what the “it” is. As is usual, we can’t understand a word he’s saying. It doesn’t matter. Truth be told, since we don’t even know what he was trying to accomplish, we’re not sure if he’s accomplished what he was attempting to do, or failed miserably.
She Blinded Me With High Explosives
https://youtu.be/VWZF-XMWiRM
While it’s against my religion to eat any form of vegetable that hasn’t been deep fried and inserted into a well-cooked turkey, I’ll admit that I’m all for blowing them up with high explosives. Of course, these are more along the lines of medium explosives , but you try explaining that to a TSA agent in a pinch. They don’t care if it’s high, low, or medium explosives; they’re giving you a cavity search, and that’s final.
Explosions Make For Excellent Educational Programming
When I was a boy, I had to go to school for some reason. I’m not sure why I went, but everyone I knew seemed rather keen on the concept. I went along with it for a while, but I never got the hang of it. I couldn’t remember my locker combination, I never understood the concept of homework, and I had to eat school lunches. Whenever anybody tried to take my lunch money, I would bet them within an inch of their life, so I always had money for bad lunches. If I was smart I would have just given them the money.