I guess you could say going out in public like this is just another…….feather in his cap? Ehhhh ohhhh!!! Put it on the board!!!! Boom-shaka-laka!
If we could just somehow coordinate these two to bump into each other all of our problems would be solved!!
Stupid girl selfies – It’s about f*ckin’ time somebody did this.
The only way this would not be ridiculous is if George Clinton and the entire Parliament Funkadelic got out of that ride. Then it would just be legendary!
After all is said and done and the kids had their laugh we were reminded in the end Cookie Monster is still a monster.
Oh good God, where is PETA when you need them? Sure it’s not real Zebra skin but c’mon that offends the shit out of me!
My stance on matching twin outfits is widely known so I’ll just say it’s a good thing these two have each other and leave it at that.
Your car looks like it got into a fight, got it’s ass whooped and broke it’s jaw. You both should be embarrassed.
Look at these two honeymooners….straight to the moon Alice!
Cardboard signs – we’re taking them back!
This would be weird until I told you they are just filming a scene for an upcoming Sinbad movie. Then you’d be like “Oh okay, that makes sense. That’s definitely something I could see Sinbad doing in one of his movies.” Then you would stop for a minute and say “Wait a second, I haven’t seen a Sinbad movie in like 15 years…and come to think of it, that guy isn’t even Sinbad!!!” – then it becomes weird again.
You guys gotta get me out of here! There’s this guy Nasty Nate who wants my cocktail fruit, and everyone here likes fresh fish! Then the Squirrel Master came out of left field and told me I’m his bitch!
It shouldn’t have to come to this, but I suppose somebody needs to state the obvious. If you are carrying condiments in a holster then you are eating way to much.
Big night for the Birdman and I’m not talking about the goofy white guy that plays for the Miami Heat. I’m talking about this dude putting some cracker pieces in his long muff-tickler beard and letting his birds fight for the food.
Let me tell you something you didn’t know – they love their bj’s and butts in Alabama. Now I’ll tell you something you probably already knew – they don’t seem to care what other people think about them in public in Alabama.
I kinda feel for the employee who has to wipe off her belly prints from the glass after she leaves. Somehow I don’t think the next customer would appreciate looking through that smeared haze.