Marshmallow Murder

I’m a simple guy.

Or so it would seem, because stuff like this makes me laugh. Really hard.

It’s not deep.

It’s not going to teach you any life lessons.

It’s just going to be aggressively stupid for 79 blissful seconds, then get off the stage and let you go back to promising to watch that four-hour Russian drama all the critics recommend.

So take a chance.

Cause sometimes, aggressively stupid lowbrow laughs is all you really want.

And all you really need.