I see dead people.
I see dead people.
Anything? Like wash the car?
Nice dress, but I think this was take at the Being John Malkovich premiere.
Old woman? His name is Dennis!
Stefon says hi.
Libby, why you hatin' on Indiana?
Skyline: Causing Farts Since 1949
Eh, Des Moines (pronounced Dez Moy-nez when I was younger) is pretty hip. I suggest:
Heh heh. You said "behind."
I used to be a receipt checker at a big box store. I would fart and see how long it took for the customers to notice. They usually figured it out just as they were exiting out the door. I was never blamed for it.
Pfft. They're gonna leave him at the airport, Kiffin style.
Congratulations! I am glad I read all the way to the end of these. I am very happy for you!
100 (and counting, I presume) baseball fans can't be wrong.
Thank you for drawing Andrew Luck as a doof you'd see in Cracked Magazine. Oh, that's a photo? Never mind.
"...in nutrition, of all things..." is not surprising. My wife switched to Chemistry from Food Science because most of the Food Science majors had eating disorders. And don't get me started on the Marriage and Family Therapy faculty at my undergrad. Sheesh.
Is there a recipe for tapioca pudding?
Does this have something to do with Taylor Swift's cat?
If only...
And to think they tried to frame him.
Your doodoo-ing it wrong.