The Triumph of Toothpicks and Utter Pointlessness
Seriously? A teenager built a toothpick Eiffel Tower? Seventeen point three two feet tall? Let’s all pause for a moment to collectively question our life choices. While the rest of us were, you know, out living actual lives – experiencing things, connecting with people, contributing something meaningful—this young individual dedicated an untold number of hours meticulously gluing tiny wooden slivers together. Twenty thousand toothpicks! Thats more than I’ve consumed in a lifetime of nervous snacking, and this one used them for…decoration?
I’m not saying the effort isnt impressive, technically. The structural integrity alone must be baffling to engineers. But the sheer absurdity of it all is just too much. A Guinness World Record? For toothpicks? It feels like we’ve officially run out of worthy achievements to celebrate. Next thing you know, someone will build a replica of Mount Rushmore from bottle caps and demand recognition.
And dont even get me started on the bragging rights. Yeah, I built a giant toothpick tower. What have you accomplished? Just…wonderful. I suppose we should all be inspired to pursue equally frivolous endeavors. Because clearly, meticulously crafting miniature monuments out of dental hygiene supplies is the pinnacle of human aspiration.
