Wow. I seriously thought that said Sushi Tampon Games.

They’re like little faces of shame and disappoint and disbelief, all smothered in chocolate.

I was the first person to dip Wendy’s fries in the shakes.

If it was American, the picture would be broken...

Well, the more basic, the shittier it gets.

I’m trying to figure out why I and everyone else loves the MF so much. It’s such a weird lookin’ thing. But it’s so fucking cool. But the cockpit is in a terrible spot. But who cares?! Look at it! LOOK AT IT!!!

*victim of cruel physics*

“...and the Best Supporting Black Guy award goes to...”

Solution: BlOscars. Black Oscars. Statues made of ebony.

I’m sure it doesn’t smell like garbage. I’m sure it smells like 15 year old farts. Just like the comforter on my bed.

She obviously likes being spanked, at least/especially when paid. Don’t be a prude.

Snacks from a stranger? Might as well roofie yourself as you get into their rapemobile. Heck, make it even easier and don’t wear any underwear.

You mean, the only profit you get.

I’m not a cab driver, but I play one in real life.

Do you get the feeling they will just constantly come up with ideas set between things that are set between things? They could do it forever.

I’m a boy in want, can I have one?? I’m throwing together a MGS V costume, and this would reeeeeaaaaaally help me out...

“...they only had the old uniforms left when I enlisted... This one smells like mothballs...”