Down voted for being esoteric.

This is an “I still live in my mom’s basement” comment.

This right here. It’s not that people don’t want kids. It’s that they’re at their breaking point already.

Why would Joe make face at this? He’s on the tit.

I got banned from the “Name My Cat” thread because I CONTEND that all cats should be named Dickface.

I’ve never seen this cartoon, but this dude with the mustache has to be some Xer’s top fantasy.

Hoe.

I don’t think Trump would even retaliate if Putin hit the continental U.S. with a missile strike.

The cat then returned to his mortal body. He awoke slowly and with a fading daze. He again picked up the glass of whiskey that sat beside him and again looked at the picture of them together. He smiled, raised his glass and said “Here’s to number eight.”, and once again pulled the trigger.

If I found myself laid out on a blanket that was the same color and texture of my own hide, I’d be a little worried about it’s origins.

Has to keep it sharp for Grinder.

Not aliens, bourbon barrels. Bourbon barrels outnumber people in this part of the world.

The burden of the obsequious.

“Finally!” - Pete, the incredibly hung horse fucker.

Taking a break after fucking Goofy.

What a stupid place to put your hand.

Ke~~~~ky.

This looks like bad taxidermy.

He should have saved time and just made a sunflower instead.