Time; she's a cruel bitch.
[via Prickly Legs]
We like to make our dinner feel very important before violently murdering it.
Do something you won’t regret. Go see Daniel live on tour.
At least she doesn't have to deal with dry elbows in the winter.
And with that, he packed up his dreams of being able to walk again.
And while you're at it, tell the Grim Reaper he can lick Werther's Originals off my wrinkled pre-World War I ballsack.
This form of arthritis is most common in NYC cab drivers.
No, Isaac. That's what your HEADSTONE will look like. You'll look much worse.
Take off your pants and put on a house robe, you old farts.