Perhaps I'm retarded around the kitchen, but fuck me if I can't get the fucking Glad Wrap to tear off properly - you know, where it's supposed to, along the 'dangerous to small animals' sharp steel edge of the box. No matter how many times I try, no matter which angle of attack upon those leftovers/lunches/Richard Gere gerbils, the flimsy wrap shit rips in half, six inches from the carton's cutting edge of death. And it shits me every single time. Grrrrr.
Tankard rating: Five leather tankards.What did mankind do before Glad Wrap? My guess would be 'swear less' Gnaaaaaaarrr (frustrated gnaar).
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Completely supported Poop. It's been shite for decades.
I find it works better to treat the glad wrap with no respect and treat that shit mean, it likes it rough.
Bad Boy Bubby liked it though.
If I can refer to myself in the third person, Festy's going on holidays for about a month.
Keep Pooping, I'll see youse in November.
Looking at the dude in the picture, he wants a root, but lost his job to the Global Financial Crisis.
The Glad Wrap will make a cheap homemade condom with the help of a rubber band to keep it on.
But looking at her, God she's hot. I'd hit it, too.
Have a good holiday Festy, later dude.
Corym, I'd munch on her sandwiches too. Nom nom nom...
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