BlakHat1:
THAT'S my psychic advisor??
TyranosaurisRex:
The good old days, when hubcaps weren't worth stealing.
wd40:
Another stripper's boob, cooked up by the chef's at Dupont.
BlakHat1:
"Why did I mark it with B? My name's George!"
Moatas:
Important Moments in Rock and Roll History; "Don't worry, John. Life is a long and winding road..."
wd40:
The wall mounted femenine hygiene spray, now in the fanciest hotels in Bakersfield.
BlakHat1:
Pee Wee hasn't aged well, but at least he found a suit that fit.
TyranosaurisRex:
Frat hazings have gone way to far. I mean, drinking shots of dumpster juice is way over the edge.
TyranosaurisRex:
Or, let go of yourself, if you're masturbating
JediClone:
C'mon! Put on another twenty pounds! Noone'll notice!
The_Gray_Zombie:
So, are you ready to try it out. *wink wink*
144b:
That's what you get when you park your plane in a bad neighborhood. It's gets stripped.
Racerex:
"The 1952 Cafeteria Lady Calendar"
amycamus:
Boy, you let Chang and Eng get in one of their arguments, and that math quiz NEVER gets finished.
amycamus:
Ok, so how do we keep gouging people for the sake of profit AND comply with this hair-brained 'corporate responsibility' stuff?"
amycamus:
The not so bad working conditions of the Upper West Side debutantes sweatshop.
amycamus:
"So it's agreed, then. We take our product and ram it down Europe's throat, whether they want it or not."
Amon:
For the woman that's really into heavy duty contraception. A titanium birth control pill box.