A geologist and archaeologist by training, a nerd by inclination - books, films, fossils, comics, rocks, games, folklore, and, generally, the rum and uncanny… Let’s have it!
Elsewhere:
This feels like a line cut from Airplane.
Isn’t Palm Springs like 1950s America anyway?
You come out of the museum and the first thing you’re going to see is a 26-foot-tall Marilyn Monroe with her entire backside
So the whole ass?
Careful now
“I went to the vending machine and got crabs” sounds about as likely as the carpet fitter I had who refused to remove my old carpet as he’d previously caught syphilis off a carpet.
The whistling is key.
He’s an irony-free zone.
Not now he isn’t!
I wasn’t claiming it was easy - I’ve spent years honing my diet to the point where I can consistently pull this off. It’s not a beginner technique and not undergoing all the training and preparation could be disastrous.
I almost feel sorry for him. He can go on to get married, have kids, do well in his chosen career, cure cancer, etc and he’ll always be The Gregg Thief.
You do it in your pants but shake it out of your trouser leg, so one’s bum cheeks are never visible, thus circumventing obscenity laws.
This is the larval stage of a Barry just before he consumes 10,000 calories a day to metamorphose into his adult state.
Are there no depths to which they won’t sink?
One other point of information: at the time, a Pringle was 42 per cent potato and around a third fat, with the rest mainly flour. We doubt that has changed much.
Ahhhh but:
Sheldon, what are the ingredients in Pringles?
Dried potatoes, vegetable oil, corn flour, wheat starch, maltodextrin, salt, and my favorite ingredient of all, uniformity.
You still can, you just can’t get caught.
I prefer The Great Escape Technique.
There’s something vaguely ridiculous about a union Jack face mask.
Captain Britain has entered the chat.
Captain Shitten
Although, if any one company was going to that, it’d probably be Disney.
That is going to annoy the Turks too.