Bis wife started screaming after seeing a “profane sticker”? Sounds like an “and then everybody clapped” story to me.

View the keys, wallet, and cell phone as the necks connecting the bodies to the heads above.

Karl Marx in my ass

I mean, with that van… Not saying it’s not weird, but, like, I get it.

That’s not a good sword. That’s a GREAT sword.

Strictly speaking, that question is invalid, as a rock has no genetic material. It’s like saying “You’re more similar in color to sand than to mathematics.”

Oh, you’re gonna get bread by her.

If that’s part of an airport or a governmental building, I’d be careful.

I have an Arch nemesis, btw.

That’s an Onion article, right?

Right?

Khorne will be happy either way.

Can’t tell whether it’s cemtrist BS or satire. And if it’s sature, whether it’s just pride, or also communist (because it really reminds me of that fraternal kiss graffiti of Brezhnev and Honecker on the Berlin Wall).

15 glasses of orange juice. Then I’ll wonder where the dark bread is.

July 4th is patriotism. I’d classify that as pretty sinful pride.

That’s weak. Just put it on you boner, and you’re good to go.

The most/only infuriating part of this is that he kinda looked like Elongated Muskrat at first glance.

The “city” on the side of the car implies that it’s a vehicle of city cleaning. It could be some other city service, but then it would be oddly specific. Does the city cleaning service just run over piles of leaves where the artist comes from, instead of shoving them aside? The latter would still be painful but arguably not lethal.

That aside, where do you find leaf piles just out on the road? Don’t they tend to be the result of, you know, being shoved off the street by city cleaning?

That aside aside, if anything, that cartoon is an argument for banning cars instead of telling kids not to play in leaves.

Okay, rant over. (I accidentally typed “rent over” at first. If only.)

We should all be (fro)licking more.