Friday Funnies

Another week with a total lack of original content. Instead, it's the very best in more or less PG-13 humor scavenged from elsewhere on the internet.

(photo credit: Brigid at Home On The Range)

Friday Funnies

M&M 2.0 Final Update

It saddens me to report that we were not successful in bringing M&M 2.0 into the family. For several reasons, I will not be discussing details on the blog. The long story made very short version is that the system was rigged against us from the start. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers.

Friday Funnies

Sorry for dropping the ball the last couple of weeks. Valid reasons...just not in a position to talk about them yet. Hopefully, these offerings make up for lost time.

If you didn't say "We are the knights who say "Nie!" when you saw this, I fart in your general direction.

What they don't show you is the crow with a Glock because no self respecting bird brings a knife to a gun fight.

Why couldn't have turned water into bourbon?

Who knew cats were Catholic?

Finally, a Lego kit I can do

This explains a lot

Ewww....

Make them beg for mercy.

Why???

Awesome

Momma Fargo, did you just step out for donuts or what?

I need this for the office. 

Unless you are my dog...Numbnutt

Maybe it should have said "ILLSUE"

Apparently, the suicide bomber's detonator didn't work. 

Three licks is all it takes.

Graphitti level: Expert

This kid is hard to please.

Yep, and you have to drink your nice Chianti through a crazy straw.

This would have been more epic if there was an outline of a phone on the side of the face. 

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Look closely...the kid is even wearing greenish/brown clothes. Little turd.

True story: I worked for Wal-Mart when I was in college. I was working the layaway desk one day when an attractive middle aged woman came up with one of the sporting goods associates to put a huge Ruger Redhawk (.44mag with a 7.5 inch barrel if I recall correctly) on layaway. I asked her what she planned to shoot with it. Her response: "Men."

Yeah...I know the taste of shoe leather all too well.

Three is a crowd.

Meat is murder...tasty, tasty murder.

Yes, it's the obligatory bad pun.

I thought it was dripping with irony, but it turned out to just be dog slobber.

Aren't you a little short for a storm trooper?

Their names were Snap, Crackle, Pop and Chewy.

Friday Funnies (on Monday)

Sorry for the late posting...work, family, the usual.