Even with all this, the worst part about not having hands has to be that if they fall over, they're done. Like that's it, game over, I'll see you next week (right where you left me). So what is it about this mystical facial growth that draws ladies in like a moth to a flame? Aside from the distinctive badge of manliness that one wears while sporting a beard? It’s the fact that a beard-owner is rarely, if ever, found inept at survival skills. Let’s take a look:

The team begins its search off the coast of South Africa near Seal Island (obviously, a place where a bunch of seals hang out, despite the fact that every shark on the planet knows about it. Stupid seals.), where Colossus was last seen so many moons ago. It's there that the team decides to follow another large male Great White in hopes that it will lead them to Colossus' lair. It's also at this point that we learn Colossus runs with a dangerous posse, made up of at least two other Great Whites named 'Kaz' and 'Shy Guy' (think Regulators, but with SHARKS). Those two are spotted, but Don Colossus is nowhere to be found. Your turn signal is broken. That’s fair, and pretty much the only acceptable reason not to use a turn signal. But unless it broke just a few minutes ago when you left your house, you shouldn’t be driving your defective vehicle. I mean, are we savages?? For those of you reading this and saying to yourselves, "I mean, I don't think Crocs are so terrible," you are obviously a Wearer of Crocs (WOC) and may not understand the offensive effect that they have on others. Let me say this, there are only three acceptable occasions for a WOC to wear Crocs:For months (from May through September), you will hear residents of our fair city lament the heat. It comes up in every conversation. Every. Single. Conversation. EVER. Because who can even think about anything else?! And for those few months I absolutely forget why I still live here. Someone comes to your house and holds a gun to your head (though, if I were you, I would do my homework and make sure the gun was loaded before I agreed).

Put on the full armor of God,so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. – Ephesians 6:11

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I can’t stand still; I find it very difficult to sit around and do nothing. I’ve got to have projects on the go because the devil makes work for idle hands. I’ve got to be going forward all the time.” Believe me, those scars are REAL. And never is the threat of fear scars more imminent than around the days and weeks leading up to Halloween, as every TV station busts out their own personal arsenal of scary movies. Here’s the thing – if I can’t rationalize my way out of why something scary in a movie can't possibly happen to me, then I cannot see the movie. Why, you ask? Because I’ll have nightmares for life. I’m still not convinced that I won’t die in some freak garage door mishap (s ee Scream)...or by gremlin, for that matter. I have often wondered whether especially those days when we are forced to remain idle are not precisely the days spend in the most profound activity. ” You mean your holiday meal was store-bought this year? I couldn't imagine not cooking it myself; slaving away in the kitchen just brings me so much joy."

Everybody seems to think I’m lazy I don’t mind, I think they’re crazy. Running everywhere at such a speed Till they find there’s no need.” Dirty planes. I can’t believe this is even a thing, but it is. Who hasn’t experienced that true pit of fear that starts to grow in your stomach when you look up and see that the threat of brown liquid dripping on you from what should be an AC vent is real and is directly above your head?! AIRLINES, I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVE TO SAY THIS, BUT CLEAN YOURSELVES UP. I’m embarrassed for you. We’re definitely paying you enough to keep your planes clean, so how about you give those planes a whore’s bath and at the very least spray a little Febreeze around before the next herd of passengers boards. GAWD. You cannot have an entire cast made up of pretty people. Your "survivors" should, at the very least, be missing some limbs OR LOOK DISHEVELED. Bottom Line: "The most dangerous sharks aren't the ones you see - it's the ones you never see coming." Truth bombs.But on this fateful day, the high dropped below 80, and it was a crisp 55 degrees this morning! So it is officially fall, and no one loves sweater weather more than me. NO ONE. And don't you let them lure you in with their fancy, multi-colored robes (also known as wings) to get you to help them up - I'm hip to their game. We can't let allow this laziness continue. The only way to win is to keep ignoring them. Then, if it's really important, they can quit being lazy, grow hands and start holding up signs.

You’re more accident prone(at least, tallness is what I’m blaming it on). It may be because our center of gravity is off, or maybe it’s just that we’re in closer proximity to things that can jump out of nowhere (like wildlife…or walls), but tall girls suffer from chronic clumsiness. True story. Let’s just take a look at some of the many “accidents” I’ve had to deal with:

I have not been more than ankle deep in the ocean in over eight years. Some people think that's ridiculous, but I think it's realistic. You see, the sharks and I have reached an understanding - they don't come into my realm and I certainly do my best to stay out of theirs. And guess what? I have had exactly zero shark bites (way to keep up your end of the bargain, sharks!). The whole not-evolving-to-the-point-of-growing-legs-and-an-ability-to-breathe-out-of-the-water thing is their part of the bargain (you're welcome, humans). And the number one shark keeping me out of the water (other than the Great White, which will get its own, much-deserved post another day): Megalodon. What do you spend your time thinking about? The things you think about are the result of the things you allow into your mind. You control that. My life is just SO perfect. Perfect job, perfect relationship, perfect presents, perfect holiday outfits. I'm just perfect." Bragging about all the nice things you're doing or have done only goes to show that you're not generous and not doing this out of the goodness of your heart. So, to sum up, you're not awesome, you're an asshole. Way to really show us what the spirit of the holidays is truly all about: making yourself look like the biggest saint to hit the earth since Jesus. He's not impressed. So simmer down. The most basic idea of the concept is that a mind with nothing to do is much more probable to do evil and sinful things than active, productive, and just overall busy. The concept has been around for centuries. From the most prominent politician to the most paid sportsperson to the man working in the factory to earn minimum wages, everyone believes in it. Throughout history and in our day-to-day life, we see multiple examples of how someone ended up in ruins who could have been in the clouds.