I thought these carved crayons were the coolest things ever until I noticed the $4,000 price tag. Now I think they’re totally stuck up and bitchy. And I bet they think they’re better than me. But guess what, Crayolas? You’re not. DNA carved me. Some dumb artist carved you. So there.
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Goes to show that people will spend money on any dumb thing.
I think I’ll sell my dryer lint for $4000.00.
And I’ll buy it, too. And it’ll make me, like, really, really popular.