Something involving beans and jeans, more like.
Hey, me too! I also did e and the Feigenbaum constant, though.
right about now, fart soul brother
check it out now, fart soul brother
I just remembered a story one my teachers once shared about his cousin. This woman, who in reality lived alone in a remote area, had always seemed to lead a vibrant life, sharing tales of her children and family over the phone. However, one day she suddenly passed away. When my teacher visited her home, he made a shocking discovery: piles of notebooks filled with meticulous records of the false stories she had told to others. It became clear that beneath her cheerful facade lay a deep sadness and isolation.
ghost in a meat suit
How about this?
C’est pour mourir
What are they called?
This is fucking dangerous. Total watershed event.
While I would never miss the toilet, I just might miss the toilet bowl.
Stand up beside the fireplace, take that look from off your face.
Never noticed how long his face really is. Feels like looking at my own thumb.
Thanks. I didn’t know there was a real band called “The Pipi Pickers” and I might have lived on happily without that knowledge.
At least his eyes aren’t inside his mouth. o_o
Made this flyer a while ago. I know, I know, it’s completely pointless.
It would be more unsettling to see people enter, but never leave.
Nice animation, but their burgers, at least around here, are atrocious. Really the worst of the worst.
There’s nothing very special about him, apart from his looks. I’d argue he peaked in “My so-called life.”
Alfred Charles Kinsey, of Kinsey Reports fame, was into sounding and at least once put a toothbrush up his own urethra… with the coarse end first.
This is the correct answer. If it’s all been eaten, who would remember it?