It's a bird, it's a plane, oh dear god it's a flying god damn snake!
Let's be honest, this seems like the right thing to do.
Behold, the master of the old school Nokia cell phone games. May his glory endure forever, or until he finally gets a damn smartphone.
What a friendly little bugga.
Lookin' to chomp on some bonesssssssssss.
I thought we agreed when we first moved in: you handle the snakes and I'll do the dishes.
Is it still called a walk if it's a snake?
No! Bad deadly snake! Bad!
Here's a handy study tip: if you run out of paper, you can just use snakes.
Alright, Snake, you're drunk. Let's go home.
Well, it was nice having birds for a while at least.
Or, how to reclaim personal space on a crowded train.
This is probably going to end poorly.
Now would be a good time to run.
This is why I don't go clubbing.
"What was I thinking wearing those shorts? Oh right, that I'm awesome."