If you haven’t met Randall’s Honey Badger yet, then you clearly don’t give a shit. And you live in a cave and not on the internet. Cuz Honey Badger is so badass. As is Randall.In our house, Randall is king.
King Randall.
So badass, that King Randall.
If you don’t think this is funny, move on now.
Seriously. Go. There’s nothing for you at my blog or my twitter account or my life. If this ain’t funny, then I got nothing for you.
Randall’s a deal breaker: he’s my line in the sand. Just click away now, no hard feelings.
Still here?
Great. Cuz this guy rocks and I’m making honey badger a verb.
“I’m so gonna honeybadger his ass if he wakes me up.”
“We honeybadgered the IEP meeting.”
“Don’t worry; you’ll totally honeybadger that team next time!’
“Honeybadger the SATs sweetie!”
“Coach sure is honeybadgering the kids today.”
“Designer and I honeybadgered the job. Client loved it.”
“Please don’t honeybadger the waitress, it’s embarrassing.”
Everybody else would hate it. As in really, really hate it. But they already clicked away, so let’s do this!
PS: Honeybadger is on twitter, but clearly doesn’t give a shit. So is Randall: a little less badass than the badger, but terrific just the same @randallsanimals.
PPS. People, still here? Yay! My gift to you: meet the Basilisk!
I’m not going to lie – I must have been living in a cave because I’ve never seen either of these – but oh goodness, they are hysterical! Thanks for showing me the way out from under my rock!
DYING.
I’m going to pull a honeybadger in the race today. Wait, that’s a noun right?
No, an adjective because it’s describing an implied ‘move’ which is a noun?Maybe I shouldn’t give a sh*t. Love new action words.
hadn’t seen the Basilisk, laughed so hard I almost peed a little. Love that Randall, he can come to family reunion anytime!
I love Randall! And I love the honey badger!!!