I'm not sure why it's so easy to go ahead and do stuff that even one second's worth of thought would tell us is a terrible idea, but we can all confirm that it is. And anybody denying this is apparently blessed with a very bad memory of their own embarrassments.
So, if we can call ourselves good friends, it's our duty to reach out and give our buddies the warning that they're about to do something really dumb.
But sadly, none of these people apparently had that kind of friend around.
So at least somebody will have a nice, fresh snack while they're busy banging their head against the wall...and eventually scraping melted plastic out of the oven. They sure learned the hard way.
Even if I see people eating it and seemingly enjoying it in front of me, I'm still gonna think it's an elaborate ruse to get me to vomit.
They just developed an immunity.
I'd recommend that anyone who reads this shouldn't do it, though. Just stand next to me and watch the show while somebody else tumbles.
Now you're getting it.
Unfortunately, it always seems that somebody just happens to catch them in the act, somehow finds their social media, and drops off the real deal.
Don't get exposed, folks.
I wish could see how full the other kinds are because I doubt that even a hot day could get people to drink this.
Actually, I'm not sure we'd even wanna hear why somebody would peep through this. Whoever designed it had better have their story straight.
It's just creepy.
Granted, this isn't really a big deal. That is, unless he described himself as "detail-oriented" on his resumé — then it might haunt him.
"While we're at it, you're an expert at Excel?"
"The wife might get mad at me, but this is really gonna pay off in 18 years when we start planning bank heists."
All I know is I definitely need to try the chef's special if it's worth paddling here for.
But I still don't think they've thought this through. After all, it won't be long before someone notices the only person who's not grumbling about it.
Because if there's one thing people can't resist, it's banging their head when they attempt anything taller than an army crawl.
Because yes, technically they could undo all several hundred of those bolts just to retrieve that ladder — and anyone who suggests that solution just volunteered to do it themselves.
Haha, I'm just hearing crickets now.
If they don't want us to pull them over ourselves like a blanket, I doubt they'd be thrilled by this idea.
I'm not even sure how they managed to get this thing up here, but I'll bet that involved doing something unsafe too.
Call it a hunch, I guess.
I hate to break it to this person, but they kind of need a door. Even trying to make one out of duct tape would at least be an effort.
Like, play with your food all you want, but that pizza is staying all the way out of that milk. Not in this house, fam.
Mixing pizza and milk is intolerably gross, but at least you're actually supposed to ingest both of those things.
This is just pure madness! Stop everything.
Either they've managed to get Spotify to work on this old-school media center or they're just great at conversation. I honestly believe it because this certainly isn't a boring idea.
I don't know, maybe they're thinking that if they utterly destroy the wheel, the mechanic will give them some kind of two-for-one deal.
"Eh, just ignore that broken window falling from this urban wreckage as we speak. Our patented prop-up solution is perfectly safe."
Do you like wearing shoes, but really hate the part where you don't trip over yourself every four steps?
Then, here's something for you!
And yes, smarty pants, I know they couldn't if they wanted to. But unlike you, they're too busy sobbing to correct me.
And before anybody tries to argue with me, just look at this pic and say you'd be perfectly fine with driving behind this truck.
I didn't think so.
I have to give whoever spotted him credit for figuring out what he was doing, though.
That wouldn't be my first guess.
Which is pretty drastic, because there's a lot of bread but no cheese, and grilled cheese always helps.
"You're gonna love it. Pretend I'm that foul-mouthed talking raccoon you all love so much. Ha ha! Marvel!"
But if you show up in bad Avengers cosplay, this appointment is canceled.
It's a waste of both a good banana and a questionable hot dog.
And not just because it's obviously too big for your car. I'm just pretty sure the bar's gonna want it back.
Like, not someone who's hanging precariously from a crane right now.
I mean, it's at least a risk for me to catch a whiff of whatever if I get too close to that grate.
Is this just the camera person trying to ruin my day? At least put him in a Speedo or something — let's spice this up.
