I gotta teach more of my produce how to perform. Then I can have a dinner theater party!
Balance an almond on another almond and watch the jaws drop in awe.
Next time I have a hangover I'll be wishing there was a tribe of ancient people living under my house who could build me a monument to nausea and whiskey shots just like this one.
Little guy manages to get through life just fine without flippers.
That 12-winged chicken never even saw it coming.