This is my secret to winning at chess, and it works every time: You bring your own pieces to the game, including this one. One the board is set up, you whip this baby out and set it on your opponent’s side of the board, crushing all 16 of his pieces. CHECK AND MATE!
“La, LA, la LA la la, LA, la la LA la …. La, LA, la LA la GGGAGAAAAAAUUUUUGGHH EVERYBODY RUN HE’S PISSED!”
Man, I love me some cheeseburgers! That’s good eating! I say keep it simple when you’re cooking them, too: some freshly ground sirloin, salt and cracked pepper, slice of good cheese, two very large eyes eerilly protruding from the top of the bun, almost defying you to end its life. The classics never really go out of style, you know.
Who’s a good boy? Huh, who’s a good boy? OH PLEASE DEAR LORD I HOPE YOU ARE A GOOD BOY.
I feel like I have to say this every damn time, because people don’t think for themselves: If there’s a boot this big laying around it’s because somewhere nearby there is a very angry giant with one bare foot. YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE SEEN MESSING WITH HIS BOOT WHEN HE FINDS IT, or he will straight-up step on you. What is wrong with you people?
Structurally unsound, that’s all I’ve got to say about this. The spokes look like they’re made of flimsy wood, and there’s no axle to speak of. I don’t know who these guys are, but it’s clear to me that this tire will not work properly on whatever giant vehicle of demon origin they are building it for. AMATEURS.
These boobies are very large. You can’t really tell from the scale of the picture, but trust me, they’re huge. Giant, huge boobies.
Also: Welcome to our latest batch of pervs arriving via Google!