|Even on his occasional day off, Conan the Barbarian stays sharp by|
playing a few rounds of Whack-a-Skull at the neighborhood bloody
|"Oh, yeah. We smoke all the time up in the capsule. Technically we're supposed|
to put 'em out during blast off, but what NASA don't know won't hurt 'em."
|This guy is a dirty, stinkin' rotten liar! Nobody ever was 'talking about'|
backgammon. It never happened! And if Roman Brio doesn't come on
strong, how come they had to recall all the bottles after guy's polyester
shirts started bursting into flames?
|Good use of a Parental Advisory label. The young lady sings in|
Spanish and I don't ¿hables. She could be singing the Tijuana
phone book for all I know.
|Beware which dog? Certainly not this one. Man, you French!|
|Exhibit A: The Bird|
|Danse Macabre by the terrifically talented Rob Harrison|
|A brilliantly designed and executed poster. Cheers to all involved.|
|I've been using that key all wrong for a long time.|
|Wars continued to ravage civilization up until the year 2013 when a team of research scientists were|
able to weaponize the cuteness contained in this single photo. Once the weapon was unleashed,
nobody felt like fighting anymore.
|"Honey, you know I love you, but your breasts are absolutely filthy! Do me a|
favor and go wash them, will you?"
|Although they were slow and clumsy in the Swim Team tryouts, the McCleeny Sisters|
excelled in Wrestling Club. One of them could wrestle half the boys by themselves.
|Who doesn't Google shit?|
|You guessed it, the gorilla my dreams.|
|Ron Swanson's great grandpappy.|
|A totally sexist advertisement for a totally sexy motorcycle.|
|This is not racist or the biohazard it looks to be.|
Wiki it for all the nasty details. You'll be sorry you did.
|Everyone together…."Wow, I did Nazi that coming!"|
|I'll have a schlish of brishket in a bashket, Trebek.|
|Carl never did figure out why people stopped inviting him|
|Here's something you don't see everyday, unless you're Jason Bourne, Liam Nesson, or one of|
those 007 guys.
|This is kind of fun, even if you're not a big fan of Steampunk.|
|You look Super to me. You've got the job.|
|If you think I look bad you should see the guy who shot me!|
|These are great. I like to pop the cap and drop them into their Trick|
or Treat bags. Loads of fun!
|Oh, please! What kind of nutso crazed geeky fanboy is going to want a|
Marvel Comics USB drive? Besides myself, that is. I want them all!
|What teenage boys honestly believe happens in the girl's locker|
room. Silly, right? You girls don't do stuff like this, do you?
|I caught him. I'm keeping him. End of discussion.|
|Brad wanted this moment to last forever so he stopped sipping|
and began forcing his spit down into glass, replenishing the
level of the drink.
|Murphy, is that you?|
|Sally thought she was hot stuff until one day in the ladies room she got her lipsticks mixed up and|
wound up shooting her mouth off.
|I'm secure enough in my manhood to admit that I like the Bubble Fairy.|
|I say that if you're stuck in a crap job, you might as well do stuff like this to keep yourself amused.|
|In space no one can hear you say, "Awesome, dude!"|
|"Well, how long until you CAN come out and play? What did you do to get in trouble?"|
|I hear you, little dude. It's just the way the world is sometimes.|