MmmmSprinkles
MmmmSprinkles
MmmmSprinkles

It’s karaoke night!

Texas weather stole my god damned memorial day. I have 3 days of drinking to condense into two:

Nobody likes making multiple trips.

It’s the land of no fucks given, where anything is possible.

Yep. No effort at all to remove those. Which makes this even sadder— they set this up to be EASY.

Cmon, that shit had to be staged for maximum hilarity. NOBODY is that fucking retarded.

Holy shit. That was fucking bananas.

Funny, those lug nuts were already loosened or were scarily un-torqued (surely the driver would feel the vibration jesus)

I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that there’s no way those planks are made of wood.

Surely you’ve noticed that Geralt looks like the leading dude of a trashy romance novel, yeah?

That reminds me of this only with fur.

I’d guess this is a myostatin-related genetic mutation, like that enormously muscle-bound whippet that was the internet’s favorite LOLWUT a while back.

I’m sexy and I know it.

Yes! We can title it Kangadudes.

Ah, yes...and the Bro-ala

Everyone loves chicken legs, don’t be silly.