Ok Lemmings look, I love life and I love my family, so I’d hate to have to blow my fucking brains out. So what’s another strategy for tuning out this incessant lava chicken?
Alternatively, does anyone have a time machine and enough money to convince Jack Black to not do the Minecraft movie?
put some headphones on, blast some music to drown it out
Honestly, this is probably the answer.
“SORRY KID, I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER MY MUSIC. WHAT? IT’S CALLED RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE, YEAH YOU’D LOVE IT. WHAT? NO, NOT TILL YOU’RE OLDER”