All grenades know how to do is explode.

I see grenades and I say, wow, I want to lay down on these and maybe these grenades are different than all the other grenades and they won't explode.

Then, of course, because all they know how to do is explode, as we have established, I get blown apart and my legs are on one side and the rest of my body is in tattered pieces that will prevent me from having an open coffin funeral.

Boom. Boom. Bang.

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