Story time kids. I live in the desert and I was walking home from work one night. Its seven a mile trip so I don't get home until 12ish. I'm like two blocks from my house and I've got my headphones in when I hear a weird noise. Look toward what I thought is an abandoned house. House looks shitty, with like wood planks and the paint is chipped with grimey ass windows and it's surrounded by fields of weeds. Turns out house isn't abandoned. And the new resident is outside with long manegy hair wearing a flannel shirt and he is trying to start a chainsaw.

I don't think lion king was a horror movie...

Hey, when you're hungry, you're hungry.

You know in a goofy movie, when max's nightmare would end with the laugh? It probably ended like that because while growing up, that was the noise max heard while goofy fornicated with max's mom.

If a chick ain't giving it up for vulpix, she thinks too highly of herself.

This is something I could play.

I'm almost certain there's a class on advance shitting at greendale community college.

And 18 months and five minutes later his older brother smashed it.

Then what am I cause I spend less on clothes than the billionaire and I'm broke.

Looks like the most wonderful time of the year.

I'm surprised that cable can hold him, what with all those balls he has.

Thid is great cause if someone asks you where you got this post from you can simply reply, "Internet."

I'm sorry to get off track, but can't that principal sue the shit out of that school for wrongful termination and discrimination.

I got a feeling the corporate ladder isn't the only thing he'll be climbing.

Shit goes down in Fargo.

Does the box have a name?

If no one caught on to you, that's impressive.