I mean, I knew Hot Pockets were bad for you but goddamn.
And just like that, school had a new slogan.
He has to fight them off. By gently putting them on the ground.
Pick a card, any card. Except that one. Or that one.
Drop down and never do that again.
Restore those electrolytes that your body naturally rejected.
Nah, not really.
IDGAF about food poisoning.
Slow and steady beats the world champion, apparently.
Cuts right to your sole.
Just follow the yellow brick logic.
Hold the romance.
Aww, he has his daddy's grimace.
But your mom loves you anyway.
3D technology is getting pretty amazing.
But maybe if you got some catnip, we could talk.
Maybe I'm a cat person after all.
Sounds like someone's having a secret identity crisis.
Nothing like that wind-swept/mangled look.
You block like a girl.
What do you mean you didn't know celebrities had secret eye-laser abilities? Where have you been, living under an oblivion rock? God, get it together and open your non-laser filled eyes.
As we go on, we remember, all the times we, had as gladiators.
It's a really old school car. Like old elementary school.