Romeo, oh Romeo, wherefore art thou seducing us with physics?
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Step away from the physics book!
"Help, Romeo is sweetly whispering facts about kinetic energy in my ear!"
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
New Guys in Town
"Glitter Penis and Furspolder, unite!"
Do we even really need to suggest any innuendos here?
Do we even really need to suggest any innuendos here?
It SPARKLES. The HORROR
"Glitter penis"
Yeah, we'll just let you think about that one, Twi-hards. And then we DARE you not to burst out laughing at the sheer ridiculousness.
Yeah, we'll just let you think about that one, Twi-hards. And then we DARE you not to burst out laughing at the sheer ridiculousness.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Franken-lover
-"He reads Paradise Lost."
-"So, you would have sex with a dead person?"
-"He's not dead; he's reaminated--it's the five minute rule."
Because even Frankenstein needs a little lovin' every now and then... no matter how creepy and necrophiliac-esque that lovin' may be. >.>................<.<
-"So, you would have sex with a dead person?"
-"He's not dead; he's reaminated--it's the five minute rule."
Because even Frankenstein needs a little lovin' every now and then... no matter how creepy and necrophiliac-esque that lovin' may be. >.>................<.<
And He'll Even Make the Bed
"Hi, I'm the ever-sexy Stephen, and I'll be sleeping on your floor. No, don't worry; I won't rape you in your sleep."
If only they were all as up-front as this...
If only they were all as up-front as this...
It's Often So Hard To Tell
"Is that a pasta or a fascist?"
We'd like to think that ravioli's cousin rigatoni has a mustache to rival Mussolini's back in the day:
Sunday, November 1, 2009
When Louis Vutton Becomes a Stalker
"NO!!! I can't escape the man-rose-purse!"
It was following her, apparently. Like Edward Cullen. Only creepier. Because it was a purse. For men.
It was following her, apparently. Like Edward Cullen. Only creepier. Because it was a purse. For men.
Apocalyptic Overtones
"Stupid plumes."
If it weren't for those plumes... man, we'd be dinosaur fodder by now!
If it weren't for those plumes... man, we'd be dinosaur fodder by now!
Christmas in Crazyland
"You can't handle a large Christmas ornament!"
Shouted in the Prudential Center as an attempt to convince another of how bad an idea it was to go climbing up the side of the larger-than-life ornaments.
Shouted in the Prudential Center as an attempt to convince another of how bad an idea it was to go climbing up the side of the larger-than-life ornaments.
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