They see me rollin'...
Say good bye to unsightly body hair.
Go to college. Learn things you'll never unlearn. See things you'll never unsee.
"End of a bar night in Allston, MA Circa 2006. He passed out cold, sitting up in a chair."
Here's a what the Google Voice voice mail actually said: "Hey Mike. It's Mom. Send me a text to let me know if you and Megan are coming out to dinner so I can go out to the store. Let me know. Bye …
This baby's got a bright future.
And then I crapped my pants. Right in the middle of the store. Top that, eh?
Okay, so it's just a shaming, but I think it's worth noting that it looks like whoever was drawing on him misspelled "Nazi" the first time around.
The first sign of summer is drunk armadillos.
Malibu? That bear's going to have one hell of a hangover.
Cartoon characters seem to have fallen on hard times. See links below the picture.
I HATE Mondays.
He's not going to remember anything from last night. Mostly because he's a dog.
Good thing he wore a tie, or he'd look pretty ridiculous right now.