It’s that time of year when we all think of our cousin oskaar.
He’s just all of our cousin
Like Throckmorton
Good ‘ol Throckmorton, skating his best life
If Cousin Throckmorton starts skating down a 50-mile hill at 15 mph and accelerates by 1 mph per second, but he starts at 11:56 pm on Saturday November 2, and around the 7-mile mark he realizes that he’s gonna have to take Daylight savings time into account when calculating his total time and speed, and he gets so frustrated and distracted that he accidentally swerves off the cliff, how will the doctors figure out where his broken bones are?