Lol...Toothpaste issue sorted...But thank goodness for those little flip caps!
So...Just saying mate...The old G-dog cannot be trusted with cashew nuts. I'm not even joking here. Cannot be trusted. Best lock those little cashewy bastards up!
P.s. If my name was Harroldine I reckon I'd be a grumpy fucker as well.
My aunt Harroldine was mean as a snake. She hated everything and everybody except my Mom and me. I can understand my mom, everybody loved her. But I'm guessing in my case it was simply because I was an adorable fucker at least once in my life.
I got to be Harroldine's caretaker for about 3 years at the end. Not to misunderstand I was essentially her driver. Sorta like Morgan Freeman. She lived alone right up to the end at 91. A rare bird indeed.
The flip top on the toothpaste tube is truly one of mankind's greatest achievements.
So...You were driving Miss Harreldine then...That'd make a good movie I reckon.