Captain Dunsel

some assembly required...

Captain dunsel

You wish this was the moment the world stood in awe and marveled at your greatness rather then the ladder. As you stand their hands embedded in hair. This thing is built but, doesn't work. Sure it looks like the picture on the box but, there's a good chance that those extra bolts on the ground we're supposed to be used for something. With this the wind goes out of the sails and again the tiger chases his tail; to no avail. Lost in Translation is the directions to your bloodshot eyes. You're better off flipping the damn thing over and reading it in Spanish! Not that you haven't tried that already (El mucho uno fuckoed). To bad after Uno you were lost .

She sits on the couch, a little off from the scene of the crime and give you a fake supportive smile. Trying not to rub in the fact that you were just bested by a toy for a child. Speaking of the child; he emerges with seemingly endless energy from his room a place where other "No assembly required" toys lay scattered on the carpet floor from the tazmanian child storm, aka your son. From a glance it seems He-Man and Skeletor join forces to battle Stretch Armstrong and Cobra Commander.Witnesses say it was a Christmas Massacre. The child bolts into Mommy's arms his eyes immediately catch the glimpse of what is to be? , with a gasping open mouth he shouts "wow" a look of heroism is given to you! Oh great creator of all "wow" things. His sudden forward motion towards this thing of "wow' is stopped by your gentle denying hands. Patience is explained to the wild cub that is not yet been Tamed. The mother takes the rambunctious Cub back to the den. On her way to the cub's den she smiles sympathetically to you as she says "I'll make some coffee in a minute and then I'll help you figure out where those extra bolts go" as she Winks disappearing into the den. You give a fake grin and roll your bloodshot eyes and let out a defeated sigh "damn you hasbro!"

by the unknown sith