Originally Posted by EvilCheeseWedge
Dude, back in 2004 I drove out to Indiana to spend a few days with one of my buddies there, and we bought one of those at Wal-Mart. We spent a few days harassing locals, playing Doom 3 in a room with garbage bag covered windows (for maximum Doomness) and all sorts of cool mayhem. Anyways, I have not eaten Twizzlers since then and never will again. Just the very thought of them makes me want to scream in agony. What demented madman created such a tub!?
The same madman that created the personal breathalyzer.
He's like "yo give me yo insurance information!" and I'm like "I didn't hit you with no car, I hit you with this mack truck I call a fist!"