Grubwurst.
Almost as smuuth as sharks.
Grubwurst.
Want my mother’s maiden name and my favourite pet’s name too?
Oh wow… so he’s Mogwai, from Earth, in a galaxy far, far away, and somehow he, Yaddle, and Grogu (who suffers the Mogwai version of alopecia totalis) made it all the way to the Star Wars galaxy. Mind blown.
It’s all about the Hamiltons, baby.
It’s almost a butter sandwich flavoured with peas!
Ok, but what’s underneath the peas? Mozzarella, brie, Camembert, fondant, cream cheese, Duncan Heinz frosting? We need to know how big a crime this truly is.
There is a non-zero number of people that do this. I’ve seen the evidence of this myself.
Technically, a military surplus store could be considered a second hand store. What militaries use berets that could be considered “raspberry” in colour?
I can’t tell what kind of dog this is.
I prefer mine cheese dipped.
They’re also proud of their other son, the sanitation engineer.
That had better be in hot dog water.
Light switch covers. One could be a face, and the switch is the nose.
Planets (half, anyway) that you mount on your ceiling or wall.
There’s just too many good ideas, and it’s hard to say what would be coolest without knowing you.
Joke’s on you, we already know not to stick our dick in crazy.
Not saying it isn’t, but the term “swim diaper” doesn’t manage expectations very well.
Swim diapers are disgusting. Unlike real diapers that absorb and catch all manner of tiny human waste, swim diapers are just turd filters. Everything else gets through. Source: I have kids.
Come on, instead of rice it should have been a puffed rice marshmallow treat.
Data, fully functional.
Ever tried turning the handle up?