But what if I don't want to keep Mexicans out of my pants?
So this is where cats go when they sneak out of the house.
Do something you won’t regret. Go see Daniel live on tour.
Save some of that ferocity for your wedding night, little lady.
This election year feels like we're living in an episode of Drunk Future. Minus the robots.
They'd be perfect if his belt would stop chafing his armpits.
When you've got mobile TP the whole world is your shitter.
[via Acid Cow]
I'd expect no less from a man with his initials on his dress belt.