I DON'T KNOW HOW YOUR MAMA/WIFE/FAVORITE RESTAURANT BLUE CHEESE'D YOUR BURGER! I'M MAKING LESS THAN MINIMUM WAGE YOU HELPLESS TURD!!!

I need to know if Blue Cheese man was at least a good tipper. And if the "dining companion" was ever a date, because eeewwwwwww. The only thing grosser than watching a guy eating that much blue cheese is imagining kissing a guy who had eaten that much blue cheese.

I would charge him $30 for being such a dipshit.

The problem with using Macchio fly catchers is that they come in a package of 20 when you only really need one. And then they all expire after two weeks. Wasteful.

I was thinking "How many boobies are in it?" but yours is better.

"How much money did _____ make?" needs to be retired immediately as a defense of anything's or anyone's worth.

I'm pretty sure I didn't get this because unbeknownst to me, I don't really have a sense of humor. Unless there are cat videos involved. They are probably amusing, rather than funny, anyway. So there goes that. Carry on!

Badum-bum ching! :)

I'll throw them some shade. "I looooove your tan, but, then again, I'm really into leather." Did I do that right?

jesus sux LOL!

Right, that's why he's exchanging texts with a teenager.

Billboards are illegal in Vermont?! *calls international moving company*

Also, Vermont is just awesome.

As the above example demonstrates, sometimes the graffiti is an improvement on the ad itself.

Logic is highly overrated anyway. I can use it in a myriad of ways to prove almost anything, but I promised them at the academy I'd use my powers for good, and not evil.

Love a good billboard vandal...

I was like, "Yay! They spelled 'you're' right!" (I prefer my vandalism to be grammatically correct)

This puts me in the uncomfortable position of having to agree with Jenny McCarthy, and I don't like it.

Oh, I thought the answer was going to be murder.