His ego became so inflated that when people had the nerve to ask his name, he just silently stuck out his mug.
World’s greatest cat, Chee. Photo by Scott
Good Gourd, This is Ridiculous.
October 28, 2010 By
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Which one of us would also make a great pie?”
Scaredy cats, Alicia M.
When They Said I Would Become a “Service Dog”, This was Not what I had in Mind
October 27, 2010 By
“Sir, would you like some coffee? Tea? A swift kick in the seat of your pants?”
Forwarded by Chief Sister Officer via Buzzfeed
Welcome to Happystown – Population: 2
October 27, 2010 By
I don’t vant to suck my blood!
October 27, 2010 By
Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow ow OW! How do these freakin’ vampires not have split lips? Worst costume ever; I now have T-minus 3 days to construct a costume out of cotton balls, velour, and tinsel.
Velour? Cottonballs? Suggestion: Meowingtino Liberace, Anna.
And from the Dust, the Bunnies Shall Rise
October 26, 2010 By
I’ll make you a deal, Doc: I won’t tell anyone you were conducting experiments the feds would find highly suspicious, if you don’t tell the world that we’re now ambidextrous bipeds with a hankerin’ for world domination.
Secure the carrot crops, Anita H.
The Frog Prince has a Serious Napoleon Complex
October 26, 2010 By
“Oh yeah, I’m sure she’ll kiss you first, buddy. I mean, what are you going to offer? Calloused man hands?”
“And by the by, my dizzying intellect is insulted by your presumed horrifying stupidity; I can’t give you warts! I will, however, gleefully transmit salmonella.”
Kermit’s bad cousin, Rebecca O.
Horrified by Being Called a “Cougar”, Muffy Takes Drastic Measures
October 21, 2010 By
“Wow, I am seriously regretting that brow lift…Can I get some eye drops?”
On the plus side, she kicks ass at staring contests, Scott W. Photo by Hauke
Early Prep for Halloween 2010
October 21, 2010 By
“Uh, no, I don’t plan on being a Gamorrean for Halloween. Why do you ask?”
Nah, more Natalie Wood if you ask me, Danica L.
What a Blowhard
October 19, 2010 By
“…And then I went back to the market to return said sea cucumber because it didn’t really mesh with the seaweed salad I had planned for that night’s dinner. But wouldn’t you know it, the market was closed, which was unfortunate on obvious levels but also because I needed a sponge. Anyhoo, long story short, I got very little done, but then I met you, and well, now here we are. Nice to meet you, my name is Bob.”
Way to catch the most uninteresting creature in the sea, Brendan.
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