The comments are just as funny if not funnier than all the people obviously attempting to perform a radioactive douche.
My son wanted Play Doh for his birthday but unfortunately Toys 'R' Us was sold out of it. I figured this would be the next best thing. He absolutely LOVES it and told me he wishes he had a third hand because its so much fun! I told him maybe his kids would have better luck. A dozen more cans are on their way! Thanks Amazon.com!
I ordered a bunch of cans of this, and still couldn't get my time machine to work. I can't wait to get back to 1985 and my hot girlfriend. Meanwhile, I'm stuck working at the Cafe 80s, dammit.
This past Halloween, we really amped up our Simpsons-themed party by adding Uranium Ore (and 2 gallons of imported Hawaiian vodka), to our special "Homey Punch." The big green bubbles that constantly belched out of the red (sloe gin!) punch were a stupendous hit with our guests, even if they did smell a little funny. (The bubbles smelled funny, not the guests. Well, Aunt Hattie smelled like Summers Eve Anti-Itch Gel Maximum Strength - 1 Oz, as usual, and the Wilsons from around the corner had Tuscan Whole Milk, 1 Gallon, 128 fl oz breath, but hey, they're our neighbors and we love them, right? Right!)
The day after the party, we sure didn't feel like cooking, but Uranium Ore came to the rescue once again. We boiled up some spaghetti and added our new favorite "secret ingredient" to a can of Chef Boyardee Spaghetti Sauce. Bam! Emeril Lagasse, eat your heart out. Talk about taking it up a notch! Thanks to Uranium Ore, we've taken it 10 notches
Tired of that annoying neighbor that offed your dog with an antifreeze weinie last summer? Try this practical joke of the century!
Pop four or five of these little cans under the driver side seat in their car. Who looks under their car seat? Nobody! That's who. Those little babies can lurk under there for years, slowing emitting their low level radiation. That annoying neighbor can be pooping in a bag in NO TIME!
If that doesn't work you can always resort to the previously mentioned special 'Halloween (it packs a wallop) Punch'!
When mixed with Tuscan whole milk I gained the power to control deceased woodland creatures. I am now in the process of raising an army of undead wombats to overthrow the government from deep within my volcanic lair. Soon you all will bow down before the wombat king!
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