Frowning at a baby koala for twelve hours straight.
Sitting on a table and eating from a chair.
Being really damn angry on a carousel.
. . .
What if, instead of stealing from the rich & giving to the poor, Robin Hood went around making up wild cusses? Here are some I prepared earlier- sphincter gun, pudding dongle and, of course, sacksplosion. Thank you, and goodnight.
-End Transmission-
