Parachute.
Utensils.
Parachutensils.
The ultimate Swiss army knife can cut up your dinner AND save you from a plane crash.
And if the other passengers don't survive the plane crash, there's your dinner.
(Hopefully you're flying with some cattle*, and not just packed in there like them with a South American rugby team.
Veal.
Alive.
Vealive.
Look, this one works both ways:
Alive.
Veal.
Aliveal.)
* As a vegan, I'd still rather see cows eaten than other humans.
Unless the humans are jerks.
Which they probably are.
Okay, now I want the cows to survive and have to eat the humans.
(I presume that if they were capable of activating the parachute, the utensils should prove no harder.)
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