What do you expect, with a name like ladyfingers?

It looks like somebody spilled egg salad and the egg salad spread like a mold.

Madonna has the same problem, even though she's not a ghost yet.

Come as you are.

Put it on the Blue Mastercard! Blue Mastercard!

That's why Kurt loved Courtney, because the inside of her vagina reminded him of home.

It just needs some bleach.

Talk about mute nostril agony.

It didn't help that the realtor ended every sentence with "Oh well, whatever, nevermind"

It's a R.E.N.T.A.L.

I AM THE ONE WHO IS DIVISIBLE BY MYSELF AND ONE.

I'm really upset that my gem, "Hey Jessica, have you seen my Albuquerques? Get it? Alba car keys? Obamacare sucks @TheACVub @BushwickBill #contest", didn't win.

Well, it's an excellent blue duck.

"I came here to drink beer and win contests. And I'm all out of beer."

Bodies in the sand.

Nah, because we'd have to rename the distant sun that burns her alive "Miley Sirius".

Too soon to send Tony Romo to space in urn form?

"That's one small fart for man and one giant pastrami fart for mankind."

I can't wait for the comic stylings of Martian Lawrence.

You want tsunamis?