Mars satellite nicknamed “Cosmic Blowfish” is prepared for sunny afternoon launch. Technical maverick John Simmons (r) double checks to make sure thing are a-go while propulsion expert James Fynn looks on.
Give me a break, I don’t need no stinking instructions! This goes in this hole and . . . wait a second, what are we going to do with the extra hand on the pole there?
“what? As if, dude. Of course I don’t have kids THAT big. Nah, it’s for the new movie: ‘Honey, I blew up the toys’. Yeah, there’s that scene where all the huge toys come alive….”
“Dude, who dreamed THIS?”
man- you always get the best toys.
This Extreme Home Makeover show sure looks easier on TV than in person!
“It seems Lego Sputnik is coming along nicely!”
“Ms. Palin’s Death Ray is nearly finished! Mwah-ha-ha-ha!”
“Lego Sputnik is nearly complete!”
“Ms. Palin’s Death Ray is nearly complete! Mwah-hahaha!”
Hey Pa! Are you sure this is the only way I’m gonna get a date for the prom?????
Guy 1: “Insert rod support A into slot B”
Guy 2: “That’s what…”
Guy 1: “If you say ‘that’s what she said one more time’, I am gonna pop you”
Instructions? Who needs instructions?
I’m positive these state fair rides don’t need all those bolts to run properly.
Once you hit 40 you get the mega tinker toys so that you see the holes easier without glasses.
“This is the most epic Erector Set ever!”
The Martian general lamented his decision to wage war on the land of the giants.
“Stop asking me about the directions, Jim. You sound just like my wife right before she died in that unfortunate wooden swingset accident.”
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA????
EWWWW, these humans hands are cold! And why is that one looking at my butt?
“Arresting Paris Hilton with no make up”
“… and if I figured this out right, Joe, when you make a Texas-sized wish with this 3-way steel wishbone, it’ll break right here.”
All I can say is that I won’t be letting any of my kids play here any time soon!
Well… how DO you spell turbodiscombooberator?
Mars satellite nicknamed “Cosmic Blowfish” is prepared for sunny afternoon launch. Technical maverick John Simmons (r) double checks to make sure thing are a-go while propulsion expert James Fynn looks on.
“Yup, R. Buckminster Fuller sure had a mean streak when it came to writin’ the damned instructions.”
Give me a break, I don’t need no stinking instructions! This goes in this hole and . . . wait a second, what are we going to do with the extra hand on the pole there?
The big thing for Christmas this year is the new Tinker Toys for that big kid in your home.
Instructions so easy a 5th grader can do it, huh? Where is a damned 5th grader when you need one?!
All I heard was “hey y’all, watch this”, and then the cat got sucked up in there!
A couple of Joe plumbers examine a plastic replica of Sputnik.
Let’s see here. It can’t be THAT complicated!
“The next time you hear me say to my wife ‘We don’t need to hire a professional…’, slap me!”
Though Jim’s wife said no decorating while she was away, he was still convinced she would love her new ceiling fan.
“what? As if, dude. Of course I don’t have kids THAT big. Nah, it’s for the new movie: ‘Honey, I blew up the toys’. Yeah, there’s that scene where all the huge toys come alive….”
Read the mans shirt on the right “If you can dream it we can build it”…Instructions who needs those instructions…obviously they do…