Ok Lemmings look, I love life and I love my family, so I’d hate to have to blow my fucking brains out. So what’s another strategy for tuning out this incessant lava chicken?
Alternatively, does anyone have a time machine and enough money to convince Jack Black to not do the Minecraft movie?
Record it from all angles at all opportunities and play the video at their wedding. Until then, sustain yourself on the antici
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That is some damn fine dadding right there. I think this is a perfect plan.
Genuine question - why is that deemed a good answer? I’d expect an actual solution for a child to be more apropriate than humiliating an adult later in life. Like the suggestions telling to start singing it yourself, wrongly, seem much more effective and appropriate to me.
Full disclosure tho: Not a parent and no plans to ever be one
The suggestion and response are both meant humorously. It clearly isn’t actually a good answer because it doesn’t actually solve the problem, except in some passive-agressive far-off-in-the-future way.
Ah that’s on me missing the clue then, apologies. Though in my defense, there are parents that do stuff like this.
I may also have played dirty with the Rocky Horror reference ;)
Calm down there Calculon!
excellent depiction of anticipation. imaginary fake internet points!