MY BUTLER: Perhaps, sir, these poor souls are ignorant of joys richer than naming their Diablo 4 barbarians "Kratos." Can we not celebrate them thus?
ME: [without turning from the window, where I've been staring out across the moors] Would you have me celebrate a corpse for not knowing it is dead?
HI MACK I'M BACK WITH ANOTHER DUMB ASK BUT LIKE
If I were to pile a damn fine treat under a cardboard box ((a really big box)) to capture a Mack, what would that treat be ?
What is your go to Mackensnacken ?
But on a more practical note, if you can cram a bunch of foxes under that box...
...okay, you can't? You can't just put a whole-ass shipping container's worth of vixens under a box propped up comically on a single stick that's dangling from a long piece of string you can yank out and trap me with?
Dang. If I have to pick, like, an actual snack item that I'm going to be curious enough about to actually investigate and feasibly end up trapped under a box by? Pavlova. I'm going to be deeply fascinated by the sight and smell of, "Okay, who'd go to all this trouble- AAWH CRAP!"
i will watch that. i will inflict it upon mrs. fox, and it will be great.
