I think my favorite thing is the guy in black dancing himself out of frame at the end.

They belong on a steak salad, goddamit.

Only slutty sluts use birth control, duh.

I think RuPaul needs these two to judge on Drag Race.

Worm?!

Oh god, this exactly sums up mine, too.

They can Dere-LICKT my balls.

Oh I agree with you on that bit. And well... you'll note that I didn't mention what does into our insanely good bologna and franks. (it's bits & pieces)

I love the observational dance they're all doing. Ah, the magic of gifs!

I actually work at a European deli/sausage market. We make all of our own sausages and have a big giant window where people can watch the sausage maker at work while they're eating lunch. I can't speak for Johnsonville, but there is no poo going into our sausages. Just big hunks of meat, fat, and seasonings.

I replied to the wrong person because I am a boob.

High Fashion? Or High Trolling?

I haven't laughed this hard at a fart track since the Farting Preacher.

It's like I'm 12 years old. I can't stop giggling.

I can't even describe how much this brightened my day.

GAH.

I think you meant "art."

It's like these Olympics are being run by a third rate Bond villain.

This is the only time I have ever wanted to be Julia Roberts.

Right? Porna sounds so much more fun!