Thank goodness. Another clown has been removed from our streets. We can breathe a little easier These renegade clowns seem to be infesting every nook and cranny of our highly cultured civilization. I direct my everlasting gratitude toward these two energetic, vigilant citizens! Round up every clown you encounter! Bind them securely! Tar and feathers!
No urinating is allowed at The Beer Company, according to this sign on a window. I wouldn’t recommend drinking too many brews, unless you want a ruptured bladder or public embarrassment from your dripping wet pants.
The food court of this unusual mall serves live hot dogs to hungry, costumed freaks. This photo provides the shocking evidence. A live hot dog is carried about on a tray by the smiling fast food server, and onlookers grin with anticipation and delight. Are these people really that twisted? Are they raving lunatics? One is even wearing a Spidey outfit! I’m appalled and dismayed. I’m surprised the city health department hasn’t shut this disgraceful place down.
Here’s a funny photo for you to enjoy. I spotted this private property sign this morning while out walking. It provides a dire warning: NO ASS RING!
This funny tin sign proves that beer should not be combined with complex mental activity.
These words are difficult to say after three beers: Indubitably; Innovative; Preliminary; Proliferation; Cinnamon.
These words are difficult to say after four beers: Specificity; British Constitution; Passive-aggressive disorder; Loquacious; Transubstantiate.
These words are almost impossible to say when you’re extremely drunk:
1. Thanks, but I don’t want to have sex.
2. Nope, no more booze for me.
3. Sorry, but you’re not really my type.
4. Good evening officer isn’t it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I just couldn’t. No one wants to hear me sing.
6. Sorry I’m being such a jackass.
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This one is definitely unusual. If not just plain weird. Check out this crazy babe. She looks demented or deranged or stoned out of her mind…and strangely sexy. Looks like the artist was completely zonked, too. No…just kidding!
Not sure if I’d want to kiss this odd specimen of humanity. Are those double lips or a twisted tongue, or what exactly? I’ve had feverish dreams like what we see depicted here. Sort of a cross between a ghastly nightmare and a sensational sexual fantasy…