Dad plays with a piece of string

I once made a movie about the end of the world. It was twelve seconds long and it had no plot. This is not that movie.



I doubt it's even all that entertaining, to be honest. And the quality? Low budget.

According to my grandmother, Tommy Douglas worked in a chocolate factory, unionizing oompa loompas and bringing free, universal healthcare to the good people of Canada and that's why we should all vote NDP.

Still sharp as ever.

Rappers from Nova Scotia? What will they think of next?