“My son is also named Bort.”

Andy Dick? Half of LA has stories about that guy.

Trump: “666% tariffs on Easter eggs! Me am good Christian boy.”

If the picture SA’s you, then yes.

I’m so torn. I always upvote a depressedpoochie, but MURICA…

“YOU ARE FREE to do what we tell you!”

Heresy! Forget spoon! Spoon is weak and passive! Be like fork! Stab problem repeatedly!

In emergency, spoon is also drumstick.

Ba-DUM tssss!

To spoon, ice cream is just hard soup.

It makes such a lovely CLANG, you just got get another hit…

AAAGH! Y2.1K!

Am stoopped Amerikkkan. Only lern 12 munth in skool. Wut naym of munth 25?

I’ve literally done this.

Found a vial in a camp chair while buying doses at a three day rave. Thought it was an empty, put it in my pocket and rediscovered it on the dance floor a couple hours later. It wasn’t empty; it was one of those larger mint drop bottles and it was around 3/4 full, so well over a hundred hits. By the end of the weekend, i was literally just sipping off the vial.

Relevant video.

Right now, all i have is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels.

Ok. I’ll take that.

NAH! WE’RE OUT OF BEAR CLAWS!

NAH! WE’RE OUT OF BAVARIAN CREME-FILLED DONUTS!

Ok. I’ll take that.

I’ve found that a bit of cocaine and promises of acting work does the trick.

Don’t worry, this train is loaded with forever chemicals, and Nazis. Even if you’re outside the blast zone, you’ll get to enjoy some of the leavings.