While we admired the unique design of the 253 sign, we couldn't help but wonder how many children these residents had lured into their den with their 'Ice Cream' sign.
Joe: This pizza....tastes funny. Erin, don't you think this tastes weird? Erin? Mr.Boyle, why is Erin chanting in tongues and floating 4 inches off the ground?
Odd angle. No point.
That's right kid, run from the vortex. Soon your short little legs won't even be able to touch the ground. And then we'll see who will win the day. Muhahahahahahaha.
We are best friends now - and will spend the rest of our lives (this weekend) calling each other, even though we barely ever spoke in school! The devil makes it so.
Screaming woman needs help escaping the T-rex.
Don't Save? Cancel? Save?
Chausse's Fanta addiction was well documented. His intervention is planned for early May.
We don't ask Uncle Fred what he does on the weekends, and he doesn't tell us.
"So if you're talking to Ives and he's jabbering about design or aesthetics or Jean-Claude Van Damme movies, you can shut off his funny accent by hitting this big red button."
The stroller.
In some universe, this all makes perfect sense.
Christine tried to get her drink served out of a monkey's skull, but this was all they had.
Alex: I like em baggie. Besides, if I wore tighter jeans then you'd be able to see my personal bowling pin.
The petite 12" powerbook.
