Might be time for an image overhaul, Holy Week.
Very few people know that scorpion venom tastes like vanilla..
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.
"Meeting my bitches at the beach. Later, ya'll!"
Not everyone's ready for the breakneck speed that comes with 4.5 horsepower.
Since you spend all day on the Tosh blog, here's what you're missing on the rest of the web:
There is no way a city employee makes enough to deal with this crap.