|This has to be a cult type of thing: “who can go to Wal-Mart looking the freakiest”. For those of you not in the States, Wal-Mart is a discount store that, for some unknown reason, seems to attract some of the most, umm, “interesting” shoppers.
Either that lady has a tail, or Barney is stuck somewhere he may not want to be.
Do you have any idea how tiring it can be putting on purple sweatpants like this? I’m going to take a nap right now just from thinking about it.
For my own sanity, I have to assume that she is shoplifting pork roasts in her shirt. Simply because there is no possible way those are what you think they are. They can’t be, I refuse to believe it. Don’t try to reason with me.
I guarantee that nobody in the country HAS ever, CAN ever, or WILL ever rock out as hard as these two in Walmart. End of story.
You ever wonder what would happen if you microwaved one of those tubes of Pillsbury rolls?
Good call on the Bud Light, your skull friend looks a little thirsty. I would recommend something non-alcoholic because it was probably too many Bud Lights that resulted in the skull tat in the first place.
Just because my reflection is in those pants, doesn’t mean I can see myself in them.
Not quite sure what all is going on here, but I can tell you this, none of its good.
I see you got this whole cross-dressing Shrek thing going for you. Not sure it’s the best look to go with, but that’s your call.
See if you can spot who in this picture is slowly being scarred for life.
I like talking to her because she always seems so surprised and interested in what i’m saying. That, and because she kinda looks like the old lady in Adam Sandler’s Eight Crazy Nights.
Now go on! Get up there and get me my damn Fanta!
Great, now where is the official Megan’s Law inspector?
WAKE UP! WAKE UP! This is one dream I definitely don’t want to be in.
You know there are easier and less painful ways to let everyone know you weren’t asked to Prom when you were younger.
I’m just going to go ahead and say it. Everyone knows it’s taboo to wear your horse tail and flame boots after Labor Day! There, I said it, it’s out on the table now!
Well if the Cowboys want to call themselves “ America ’s Team”, they need to have a true American cheerleader. I think we have found her.
No need to wrap up that bologna, I’ll just put it in my trash bag shirt.
Well, only one tail on those jean booty shorts would have looked ridiculous.
You think anybody wants a roundhouse kick to the face while I’m wearing these bad boys?
Oh, it’s so violent and angry!! It looks like everything is trying to get as far away from the top of his head as possible.
Oh, wow! Do you call the cops or invite him over for some beers so you can listen to the craziest stories ever told…….in perfect jibberish?
The sand moves really quickly through this “hourglass”.
From what I can tell, you like playing soccer while lifting weights and fishing?
What you don’t know is that water bottle is actually filled with baby oil. You may start taking numbers on who gets to apply it.
“Excuse me miss, what type of meat is that?” – Sir, that’s your meat reflecting off the glass case.
Hey, thanks for not even trying.