Sunday Funnies

Augh, God damn it, Jill! You're facing the wrong way again!

On you marks, get set. . .and remember, ladies,
the winner gets to go backstage and meet the band, GO!

Surrender my ass! I'll be damned if I'm going back to a planet
with homework and bedtimes!


I've done it! The finest medicine ever invented.
And i shall name it after myself, Dr. Bennie Heroin!
Or perhaps after my wife, Mary Juana.


Oh, God! It's talking! The head in the box is talking! Hold me!

Ethyl wasn't sure what the term "cougar" meant, but she knew what she liked!

And when the police broke in, all four bodies had been arranged on the sofa. Karl was sitting on the floor mumbling about finally being able to watch TV in peace.



Um, yeah this is nice, but when you said a roll in the hay. . .


The heroes of the invasion of 1736 Oak Street Lancaster, PA.



Father O'Malley doubled his odds by serving as scoutmaster.



Just like his roommate, Uncle Lance was a lifelong bachelor.



Harold, you moron! You can't blow out a dart!