Jamesman emits a soothing odor of Axe Body Spray from every pore.
Here's a big old mangled mess of colors courtesy of noapparentfunction.
Proxy Toaster spent his lifesavings on Warhammer figurines.
Burk dredged up all the horrible emotions deep in the darkest depths of his soul to make this laughable carefree picture.
That salty dog tractorcrusher slapped this image on the table with a gnarled grimace.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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