That, I cannot refute. Cumulocockus… fucking gold.

Crazy, right? A goddamn head-on crab salamander. Who thinks this shit up? Clouds are bonkers.

Bonus points if you noticed the cumulus cock.

For fuck’s sake, why no Glockopotomus?

-Always hungry, hungry (for murder.) -Dat ass

That’s not a horse, it’s a damned butterfly and you know it!

Thank you, FabioTNO, for providing much-needed insight on the topic of fecal adhesion and permanence.

You seem to know your shit.

“Is Pepsi okay?”

:/

I think they absorb meat liquids so they don’t pool at the bottom of the tray. Probably just to make it look more appealing.

To be noted: My keyboard attempted to autocorrect “pool” to “poop.” I am not displeased.

Nope nope nope… Fuuuuuuck that noise. Tube steak appears to not be a viable option.

For me.

You know, I never even thought about how much liquid weight those little diapers accounted for.

I have heard of “tube steak”. I’ll check into that.

“You have no air here, Gandalf the Gray.”

Mmmkay, but if I were to buy one of those nut butter steaks, it sure as shit better come with one of those little meat diapers in the bottom of the package.

Don’t you cheat me.

Betcha still updooted and laughed. I mean, I did.

These boners… I mean, I’d love to meet the dude who came back to the KKK HQ Doublewide and was like:

“Okay boss, I done gave out all them memership papers. We’ll have new recruits in no time. Yeet.”

“Great, Randy, where did you take them? The gun shop, VFW hall, and golf course?”

“Nope, I took ‘em to the churches.”

“Which churches, Randy?”

“The BLACK ones! Hahahahaha!”

“Jesus fucking CHRIST, Randy! Do you know how much those things cost to print? I mean fuck, Randy…”

Poop Juice, I’m glad you recognized, and seized the opportunity to secure a proper username while they were ripe for the picking. I salute you.

Also, this guy showers.

My brethren! Cereal is among my most favorite of highnight snacks!

Honestly, it’s Raisin Bran these days.