For my friend who couldn’t get into her car recently, and for me, and primarily for my parking spot neighbours who inevitably park like dicks.
Not only did I have to climb into my car through the passenger side three times in one week in my work parking garage (and I have a small car, … Continue reading
Sometimes you have to revise your expectations downward.
Of course, since he just flashy-thinged you, you won’t remember this post.
Please don’t hate the new guy.
I realize he’s not as lovable as most, but can’t you find a place in your heart for a jellyfish? Just for clarity’s sake, because the facebook preview of this … Continue reading
I meant to put this one up Saturday, so that it immediately followed the Kool-Aid man, but clearly I didn’t do that.
Oops. Admit it, you always suspected this, right? Right.
Like the Kool-Aid man! Only less liquidy and not trying to convince you to drink out of her head.
Seriously, what part of a giant pitcher smashing into your house and then wanting you to drink his innards ISN’T upsetting? Of course, I have similar feelings about pinatas with … Continue reading
Luckily, he did NOT misunderstand the recipe.
Funnily enough, you can absolutely google spotted dick with no issues at all — I don’t know how many pages you have to scroll through if you’re WANTING disgusting pictures, … Continue reading
What we have here is a fundamental misunderstanding of food names.
And now, I get a song stuck in your head for the rest of the day. You’re welcome.
P.S.: If anyone could please explain to me what the hell caused that song to exist besides copious amounts of drugs, that would be awesome. See also: At the Zoo. … Continue reading