Ass Day is the best day.  Especially when it’s a beautiful ass day.

Even if this kids exists, kids say weird shit. The other day, I had one ask me if I was a dinosaur.

Well now...

Ooh, good one.

As usual, well said. I also appreciate when one can use any form of prevaricate in a sentence. It’s one of my favorite words.

Looks at both ghouls in that picture...yep, Botox all around!

I could listen, with rapt attention, to Beric reading a weather forecast.

My name is Weasel Teeth and I, uh..., I love Star Wars.

I understand. I was 7.

To me, Yoohoo is the definition of an “acquired taste”.

And they don’t see women as 100% human.

Same here.

Misspelling her name in the apology is a nice touch.

Methodists and Mexican Bandits is the name of the Warren Zevon’s last album album before he died! Damn you Soros!

Instead, the entire hearing was a fucking mess, thanks in large part to questions like these from GOP Rep. Thomas Massie, of Kentucky.

I’d figured it was just going to be “Make America Great Again Again.”

You and me, fellow Internet Person. Raw red onions are my favorite too, especially on a sandwich.

Does your scrotum elongate as you get older?

Or a brain aneurysm.  I’m on Team Aneurysm.

Back in my day...when we were doing stupid shit like jumping off stuff we weren’t supposed to be jumping off, we didn’t push those that chickened out. We just called them names and ridiculed them for a few months.