They Call Me

Staplegun.

Mama was a Swingline. Daddy was a 14amp Stanley Pro Shot.

Yup, I’m a son of a gun. But you can call me Brad.

Somebody’s been cheating on their staple diet, Daniel.

It Was Awful…ly Cute.

When little Lenny was four years old he went downstairs, removed his slippers, and decided he wanted to play the piano. At 3am. On a Monday morning.


Gives new meaning to growing pains, Minju!

I’m Not Tired Yet

Why are you lying down? You only threw the ball for me 5,673 times today.
Just one more time, Windelynn.

Go-o-lly!

Surprise, surprise, surprise!


Sha-zay-um, Jim!

C.O. Tortoise Safety Tip!

When walking your tortoise, always use a sturdy leash and grip with both hands. Those little guys can really sprint when they hit the open road.


So that was you we saw being dragged down Maple Street, Molly P.

And now for no apparent reason… Kittens… in… Bowls!

For no apparent reason!

God Bless the Japanese.


Lindsey B. couldn’t believe we hadn’t posted this yet. ME TOO.

Ground Control To Major Tomcat

Earthlingks, check out the David Bowie eyes!

Kitty’s all, “Under the moonlight, the serious moonlight…”


Ch-ch-ch-charming, Cody.

Pizza Delivery’s Here!

Two large, with peppers, olives, mushrooms, pine nuts, alfalfa sprouts, broccoli, carrots, parsley, sundried tomatoes, spinach – hold the pizza! And you found the place no trouble! Penny Lane, in the middle of a roundabout.

Bet they ordered side salads too, Sophia.

It’s Sing-Along Time!

One of these things is not like the others,
One of these things just doesn’t belong,
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?

Puppies Who Don’t Do Anything

Every office should have one!

Wait… Every office does have one. IYKWIM (shifty eyes)


Photo via Damn Funny Pictures

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