A velvet fist in an iron glove.
Getting a bit Far Side there. I laughed out loud, spat chicken tikka, gurgled Coke up my nose.Then I cried. Peril indeed.
Who is most insane? The one that came up with this idea or the fellows that carried it out?If the idea man is one of the hapless fellows on the truck, his ability to replicate is a blow to humanity.
I dunno, without completely unnecessary, life-risking behaviour, where will the world come up with all its Big Ideas?Hmm, the spam protector seems to be saying something too:hrrcpI wonder what it means?
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