It's all in the bait.

Sounds like something an aficionado of non-virgin edibles might come up with.

I prefer the ones, where they arrogantly sow doubt, which puts their fellow idiots and innocents equally in jeopardy, followed up by their announcement that, hey, Covid-19 might actually be real, since NOW, THEY'VE been diagnosed with it, followed up by a notification from their family that karma has decided they would permanently reap what they sowed. You would think that the gene pool would have been cleansed of these morons, 100 years ago, when their ancestoral idiots were spreading the same ignorant bullshit, with the same karmic results.
Play stupid games-Win stupid prizes.

Where's his two bros, Larry and Curly? Nyuk, Nyuk, Nyuk!

My doctor is always telling me that I should take care of myself.

My wife took our 100 lb shedding machine to the dog park. She was approached by a sweet old lady, outside the fence, who asked if she'd mind if her 30 lb nondescript dog could play with our dog, who was pretty cool with calmer, smaller dogs. She said sure, the gate opened and the two began to play.
It was at THIS point that she mentioned that the reason she'd asked, is that Mr. Jones(her dog's name) had an incident at a pet friendly hotel a few months ago. A guest had exited the elevator with his Pitbull off-leash and she suggested he put him on leash, he said his dog was well behaved, she said she wasn't worried about her dog. Then, evidently, the pittie got close, looked at Mr. Jones sideways and sealed his fate. Mr. Jones went for his throat and mortally wounded him. My wife is hearing this while psychotic Mr. Jones is playing with our dog. She smiled, got our dog, thankfully unscathed, and left.

Instructions unclear, car spun out on over oiled lanes, only got a 7-10 split and the manager won't stop whining.

That's gotta be some furious slicing and dicing of a meat eater's steak, if bits of it are randomly landing in some vegan's yap, a table away.

You dont just leave a pile of free dirt laying around. Someone's gonna take it for sure. Me, I would have dug a hole and buried it for safekeeping, till I could arrange some transport.

Oldest trick in the book. Moments after laying down the cellphone LAW, a confederate, either out in the hallway or a TA in the class, dials the teacher's cheap, disposable, loud ringing prop and thus ensures a teachable moment, that solidifies his intent to do EXACTLY what he's promised he'll do to ANYONE who crosses him. I guarantee all cellphones will be checked, multiple times, before students cross his threshold after that because, you know, he's already demonstrated that he's "absolutely nuts", lol.

He has an advantage over mailmen. Part of the reason a lot of dogs have an antagonistic relationship with postal workers, is that they show up several times a week, so the dog freaks out to warn the pack, then the mailman finishes delivering the letters and leaves, and the dog feels all alpha-like for having, yet again, scared away that intruder who just won't learn to stay away. This versus a guy who comes to the door much less regularly, needs a signature, engages with the owner, and thus is perceived more as the owner's friend and equal. At least that's what Sparky says.

I've seen more than one squirrel chilling in that pose, perhaps the cat has too.

You played yourself, Mittens.

Rule #1: No drunks or soup orders served above ground level.

Here's another couple of things. Breasts encompass the mammary glands which are modified sweat glands and milk, you know what's coming, lol, is modified sweat. Enjoy your latte.

It's 2020. Perhaps now is not the best time to be encouraging chickens to develop a taste for flesh.

Every Tesla in the world has been activated and is now in hunter-killer mode, an ability not mentioned in the brochures.

Either the best or worst acid trip in history.