These new female condoms were completely impractical.
Stogieman explains to Elzinat how he could never, as a dog, piss on a white fire hydrant.
35 km per hour? Miles per hour? Feet per second? Enquiring minds want to know!
Logan, about to get a very unpleasant hook.
Hula hoop had lost much of it's glamor once it got so commercial.
Brody looks for a nice place to sit and contemplate why he keeps finding melted chapstick in Madeline's pockets.
As the woman on the right explained how, in her family, Easter eggs were decorated with the faces of her enemies and swallowed whole to absorb their power, the HP employee slowly backed away.
The whole gang; happy, dry, and mostly sober.
I...I...I'm not sure I want to venture a guess here.
A pole graveyard extending partway out to Washington.
Stogieman (right) identified the exits in case of a geek stampede. While rare, they have been known to happen when some of the more hardcore fans are deprived of Steve Jobs' life giving reality-distortion field for too long.
Jen: And I'd do it again too!
Paka: Wait a minute. 'Not liable for injury, death or involuntary penile amputation.' ?? Anyone got a cup I can borrow?
The plastic cylinder of life.
