Step Aside, Chuck Norris
Yeah, you heard me. Step aside. You ain’t got nuthin’ on my man.
Yeah, I am sure you could kill me with 1 punch. I am sure that you could roundhouse kick something large enough to block the hole in the ozone layer into the sky and save us all from skin cancer.
But can you rebuild a rotted attic vent and whip up a crème brulee from scratch in just 1 day? Not even 1 day, try half a day.
Didn’t think so.
But my man? He totally can. And he did. Yesterday.
So, Chuck Norris? Who dat?
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