I'm not walking all the way to the door. If I'm going carry this rubber band ball with me, I'd better damn well use it.
"Sir, regular duct tape wasn't working, sir!"
"... Send in Big Bertha... God help us all..."
My truck stopped working, but I wanted to keep the radio. It's battery powered and everything.
Fan + Bag + Cups + Tape = Dry Gloves
There, he cruci-fixed it! Hopefully the only thing you'll be fixing today is your diet after eating all those chocolate eggs! Check out more scenes from the brosurrection here!