Somehow, they managed to break the manacles that hold them to their beds until the nice men in the white coats can give them their medicine. They found a computer and showed me this. And now...the world makes so much more sense.
It's Friday the thirteenth. You might have had a bit of a rough day. Sit down, relax, and let the maddness of "The Fox " by Ylvis flow over you. It asks the age old question: "What sound does a fox make?"