Not weird.

What? It's Sunday evening. What else is there to do?

Puh-lease don't even act like you are too good to play a game of "Put Dough On Your Face While Whiskers Prances In Front Of Your Grandma's Couch". It's a classic.

I'd have just gone with clowns.

Happy Birthday Little-kid-somewhere-out-there-whose-parents-clearly-hate-him-or-her-and-are-passive-aggressively-trying-to-ruin-their-mental-well-being-by-giving-them-this-disturbing-Lil-Wayne-cake.

You grow up so fast!

Dr. Sands...of time?

Cavities, root canals, time travel.

Fat Guy on a rock.

That is all.

Relax, everyone!

Now THIS is an apocalyptic future I can get behind!

Finally.

Technology explained in a way I can understand.


Keep up the good work, 'copter dog!

That's right buddy!

Only a true gentlemen covers up his butt hole during meetings.


Class, style, poise.

Can't beat these amenities!

In the spirit of trying to find a new place to live, I was deeply moved by this photo.



Our recently remodeled units feature:

• Granite countertops
• Extra storage and walk in closets
• Outdoor pools
• Private entrance/driveway
• Moon rocks
  

Wait, what?

Now this is my kind of circus!

What is black and white and rode all over?

Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all night.

I wonder how many bears and/or horses had to die before they got this training right.

Do you think there are any illicit inter-species love affairs going on behind the scenes as there usually are in most circus type atmospheres? I sure hope so. I would pay big bucks for a Borse.

Leave your rubber chickens at home...

Well, I will know one thing for sure. I will never be found shopping here.

Halloween never looked so good.

I think this guy dressed up as a Mexican. I know so little about the culture but what I do know tells me this guy is 100% right on.

OB/GYN OMFG

I've never seen a pelvic exam from the perspective of the doctor, but I imagine it looks something (exactly) like this.

What the Frak?!

So, it's been a little while. I know I should have called. I can explain, really. I swear its not you its me. Can't we be friends?

In related news, there is something large living in my kitchen that I only catch glimpses of before it skitters away. I am assuming (correctly) that what I am actually seeing is the tail end of some lobster knife fights.

See Exhibit A.

Get out your glitter!

Get your spandex on and clear that throat of yours because we are all about to collectively do a falsetto "Thhiiiis iissss raaaaaad" together.

I guess what I enjoy most about this photo, aside from everything, is the randomness in his choices of what to cover up on his body.

I mean, is that packing tape on his arm? What the fruit loop was he trying to achieve?

Uh Oh Luuucy, you in trrrrooouble

I don't know why I feel sure that the next photo in this series shows that guy with his hands on his hips and his head shaking back and forth with a smile on his face. Oh that wacky wife of his! What will she do next?!

I'd like to see an entire sitcom based off this premise. "I Love Ming"