I’m gonna hit you with something. Something so unbelievably fucking awesome, you may shit yourself. I don’t want you to actually poo your underoos so I’m going to take a few seconds here and let you get yourself all squared away. You ready?
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Got some toilet paper and a bowl by your side?
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I’m serious here, don’t be sending me your dry cleaning bills.
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Ready now?
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Okay, here goes nothing!
The OFFICIAL Rhetorical Platypus!
Yay! You may send your congratulatory comments and emails forthwith!
FORTHWITH!
And I ask you kindly not to steal anything…if you do? I will hunt you down and be that mouthbreather who always stands uncomfortably close, for the REST OF YOUR LIFE. And I will eat garlic, onions and anchovies everyday. EVERY. DAY.
Thank you to Mister SD for Mister RP. Copyright and whatnot. 2011. Funky. Yeah.