HOME STRETCH! We’ve almost done the whole 3B, guys, which means you’re almost completely free of me spamming these things to you every weekend. (Not that I won’t continue to do them, but I’ll definitely make it less of a scheduled reoccurrence). I said I’d do one for each episode and I’m too close to stop now.
- Someone gets a lacrosse hoodie.
- Any size, any character
- Shipped anywhere
- One like, one reblog. Don’t be a jerk, don’t spam. You’ll break the notes and everyone will be upset.
- Winners picked with a random number generator.
- Giveaway ends MARCH 10th, 11:30PM EST
Somewhere a rocket scientist brain surgeon physicist with a knack for economics who wears Velcro shoes is having a stress breakdown.
When I was a professional ballroom dance instructor, one of my coworkers was having a tough time teaching a step to her student. As he gets more frustrated she tells him “it’s ok- you’ll get it- this isn’t rocket science.”
There is an awkward pause as her student stares back at her.
"No" he agrees, "this isn’t rocket science. That I can do. This is some sadistic step designed specifically to torture rocket scientists.”
And that’s how we found out he worked for NASA.