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?
Got some toilet paper and a bowl by your side?
I’m serious here, don’t be sending me your dry cleaning bills.
Okay, here goes nothing!
The OFFICIAL Rhetorical Platypus!
Yay! You may send your congratulatory comments and emails 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.