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.
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!
PPS. People, still here? Yay! My gift to you: meet the Basilisk!