Let's Hear It For The Bird
Woohoo! It's Thanksgiving! And in honor of the occasion, our trusty turkey cakes have prepared a little message for us:
Thanks to Lacee H., Vicky J., Mike T., Julie M., Jimmy, Aaron, Cristina, & Kelli E., who think those dread logs are Rastafar-Out!
Well. That's...depressing.
(Oh, and btw, parents, making little screaming sounds when you cut the head off may seem hilarious now, but those therapy bills later are a total buzzkill.)
Let's see if we can't find some more chipper birds, shall we?
....
Let's see if we can't find some more chipper birds, shall we?
The sign says, "Eat beef."
Beyond that, I have no answers.
Take away the giant piece of plastic, and this next one is just a big hand...
(Oh, and btw, parents, making little screaming sounds when you cut the head off may seem hilarious now, but those therapy bills later are a total buzzkill.)
Let's see if we can't find some more chipper birds, shall we?
....
Let's see if we can't find some more chipper birds, shall we?
The sign says, "Eat beef."
Beyond that, I have no answers.
Take away the giant piece of plastic, and this next one is just a big hand...
"Yeah, I'm feeling pretty down in the dumps, too."
"I am terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought."
"I am terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought."
Thanks to Lacee H., Vicky J., Mike T., Julie M., Jimmy, Aaron, Cristina, & Kelli E., who think those dread logs are Rastafar-Out!
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