Picking up some Instagram followers from the coveted “booty and deli-meat enthusiast” demographic.
Nothing like a driverless car going by an unemployed guy to emphasize modern technology. Also, how do I get involved in this bum stuff? Sounds interesting.
Every parent 3 days into Elf on the Shelf…
Oh cool. Where are you guys headed? Just want to make sure I cross wherever that is off my list forever. Thanks.
Trying to find even lower prices?
Not really sure why you’ve got a sock puppet hanging around with you but it looks gross and I’m not Happy Happy Happy about it.
If we’re being honest, would anyone actually be surprised that ghosts hang out in Walmart? I wouldn’t. But I do feel safer now.
Did you know skunks have stripes to warn off predators? I’m not sure if that’s 100% effective but it’s certainly making me want to avoid this guy.
Listen, we’re all excited for Santa, but you can change out of your PJ’s every now and then.
I guess when rednecks get older those hang a little lower.
Is there a list for people who aren’t technically on the registered sex offender list but should you should probably still be alert around?
You didn’t have to spell out Dixieland for us Bubba, we picked up the gigantic context clues.
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Good Lord. If these people are like this now, what happens when TSHF and they can no longer get their meds?
They will just load up and come your house.
Gas mask and a scarem harem. Check!
The guy with his forearm down the back of his wife’s drawers…
Possible explanations…
-Serious fear of pickpockets, so he’s hidden his wallet in an ingenious location..
-Honey is chafing down there, and he just returned from the aisle where Vaseline is shelved…
The kids are back at their home on wheels, in tin can alley, and, feeling a bit randy and voyeuristic, where better to get some afternoon delight, but in the lines at Wally world…
His laces keep coming untied, so he’s going for some type of freely available stickum to coat the laces so they’ll stay tied up a lil’ better…
His fingers are cold, dry, and chapped, and dammit, hand lotion is too expensive, so…
He pulled the trigger too quickly in the sack the night before, and Momma was left unfulfilled, to the point of denying him another camo ball cap to cover up the bald spot at the Saturday morning shopping spree. She’s pouting, and he’s trying to induce a climax, cuz, dammit, this year’s camo caps have built in LED lights, and those are the cats meow.
Geez, whoever took that photo was well within their rights to ask what the hell is that all about, folks?
-Honey is chafing down there, and he just returned from the aisle where Vaseline is shelved…
Gentlemen are called upon to do the things girly men wont do.
False. Everyone knows dodge trucks got no balls…
Jealous, PeeWee?
Really?