I’m going to have to balance the slightly more serious tone of that last post with the goofiness of Hulk Hands!
These were given to my nephew Aidan, who had his second birthday party on Saturday. They make roaring sounds just like everyone’s favourite gamma-iraradiated sociopath whenever you hit something with them. Unfortunately, strange noises scare the little fella, so right now, it’s the grown-ups who’ve been having fun with this gift.
As a follow-up to yesterday’s post about Burns Night, here’s another poem from Robert Burns…
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