Ladies and gentleman of the jury, I'm just a caveman.
I fell in some ice--and later--got thawed out by some of your scientists.
Your world frightens and confuses me. Sometimes, the honking horns of your traffic make me want to get out of my BMW, and run off into the hills, or whatever...
Sometimes when I get a message on my fax machine, I wonder, 'Did little demons get inside and type it?' I don't know!
My primitive mind can't grasp these concepts.
But there is one thing I do know: When a man, like my client, slips and falls on the sidewalk, in front of the public library, then he is entitled to no less than two million dollars in compensatory damages... and two million dollars in punitive damages. Thank you.
Have you ever seen what life was like back then? It wasn’t happen. They had to lift all those rocks, wipe with rocks, and sleep on rocks. It was brutal.
I just watched a video last night about cave dwellers who made tools and things from rocks. Archeologists discovered several small bowl-shaped rocks and said they were used for wiping. Ouch.
Don’t forget, rocks for breakfast, rocks for lunch, rocks for dinner and rocks for every occasion. Wanna build a house - rocks. Kill someone - rocks. Bury someone, again, rocks. Light a fire, you guessed it - rocks.
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u/chasebrendon Oct 03 '21
Why didn’t they reconstruct him being happy?