The bearded man, slanging taters over yonder. Pick-up trucks and work bombs. My yota quit on me, 4×4 till the day the lord calls me home. A monkey wrench, held by a monkey on a bench. My monkey.
Stronger than a man, but weaker than a robot. Those totino pizza rolls are too hot, but also too cold. My beer is too warm, but also froze. Coke in my nose, made me laugh too hard. Titties.
Operation Tater Alley.