Have you ever driven with someone who treats the rules of the road like suggestions, yet somehow doesn't crash? They go 40 miles over the speed limit and just lurch their car wherever they can fit it, but they think we're weird for gripping the seat with a scared look in our eyes.
Well, how those people treat driving is how the people on this list treat life in general.
Basically, they impress me and terrify me all at once.
That is, I assume it was, since there's no follow-up pic with groceries strewn all over and everybody laugh-crying.
I want you all to look closely and tell me I'm right when I say he managed to connect his mustache to his "bra straps."
Seriously, what a legend.
What if instead of taking a dog for a walk, the dog took us for a walk? And in return, the man now has his own built-in periscope?
Everybody wins!
So the only honorable thing to do was to give it a Viking burial at sea.
So...an American Viking burial of a Japanese product.
There's a lot of time where you're waiting for batters to get on the field and stuff. That's enough time for a fully interactive experience.
I mean, looking brutal in the woods at night is easy, but try it in front of your grandma's most pleasant floral furniture.
Hardcore.
Where's the photographer?
They're not in front of him because that's a mirror, and it's not him, so they must be in that hole under the bed.
In other words, this person is so dedicated to their aesthetic that they're willing to sacrifice all visibility.
Seriously, that's quite a commitment.
I'm just saying, maybe I'd also like a cookie on the side that calls me a good boy. It'd be nice...
And if you ask if they're a beautician, they'll confidently look you in the eye and say, "No."
Or "yes," I don't know.
And unless you've ever wanted to be the main character in a horror movie, you'd do well to just leave it alone.
There's a reason it's still just lying here, you know.
And since they seriously just made me listen to him play video games, I actually could vacuum the walls and miss nothing.
Because if he finds a way to carry this out without any of the wait staff noticing, we're a lot closer to genius here.
Actually, since they're conveniently facing away from all the signs telling them not to do this, I just solved the mystery.
Although, I can definitely see how putting it on would be exhausting. And a long day spent wearing vegetables is still a long day.
Say what you want about this method, but it's more considerate than kicking around people's luggage.
Oh, not the part where they're bathing with cellophane and McNuggets. No, it's the fact that they're wearing a costume that doesn't let this person eat any of them.
Like, did they just invent a very ineffective phone or some very ineffective electric brass knuckles? Either way, it's probably not making them a millionaire.
I'm sure he had no malicious intent whatsoever when he made them sleep in what basically must have been a haunted house.
Good luck picking an outfit tomorrow.
It's kinda hard to tell based on how he looks before, but I'm gonna guess that's not the dog's resting face.
He's as disappointed as we are.
By staring into my eyes while he pours his tea from such a height and not checking how much made it into the cup, he's made his power move.
I legitimately think he just wanted to destroy our perception of reality and knew he had the ticket to Trippyville.
Normally, I might just roll my eyes and think, "Oh yes, what a mad lad," but no, I am surprised they didn't notice this.
There's a certain pleasing style in the way the driver just kind of threw everything at it and saw what stuck.
