"1 002 845 673, 1 002 845 674, 1 002 845 675...", counted Bob. "Hey, whatcha up to, pal?", asks Tim. "Counting the grains of sand in this desert..." "You do realize it's called EndlessGrain Desert for a reason, right?" "What's that?" "There's 34 million square miles in this desert, ya know! How much have you covered?" "Almost 0.1 of an acre..." "Well, since there are ??? acres in the 34 million square miles, we do the math to...ah, you understand." "I do?" "Well, maybe not someone as clueless as you." "Who's clueless?" "You!" "Who, me?" "Whatever, anyways, here's a calculator for you to calculate your progress." "What are these weird buttons on this...ca whatever." "Bob, their called numbers." "That's not what I learned in sch- whatever you call it" "You never went to school..." "Hey, what's this huge red button the back that says "implode, do not press", can I press it?", asks Bob, pressing the button. "No wait sh- you stupid maniac the calculator's going to explode in 3 seconds!" "Ma what? Ca what? What's expl- whatever? And what's 3 -" BOOM!
Hmmmmmm. . .there should be one where the other guy triues to get Bob to go to Subway! "Bob, let's leave the desert and go to Subway!" "What's a subway?" It's what keeps hitting you." "Whut-" WHAM lol
