He's sending his Bio-Dreads to digitize them into OverMind. Where's Captain Power and his shitty VHS when you need him?

My all-time favorite episode

The easiest solution would have been to advertise the bar on 4chan/a, then watch as the weebs fly over en masse. Then the game is on as they crawl over each other to whiteknight their chosen waifu, out niceguy each other, and generally cause the owner to shut down voluntarily due to the stench of unwashed chubby caucasians.

Good thing the crazies in Australia don't have access to assault rifles, unlike here in the US.

R-R-R-RAPE GHOST!!

How many wives really DID just hit their faces on doorknobs?

Brown can fuck right off for me, after that.

Local councils in the UK are the most pedantic little tight arses in the world. They were the ones who got roughed up in school, and now get to take their frustrations out on their little domains.

She should get her own religion! She was dead, then was resurrected, as a millionaire! Her lawyer will be along shortly, Pontius.

The cops had him in custody, but he got away? Do they not have handcuffs?

We make them in the US as well. They are legal for deer in a lot of states. I bought one at Walmart years ago. It was only $100, and shoots pellets at 1200 FPS. I don't use it for hunting, though.

I wanted to stab a friend of mine who once brought Dollar Tree steaks to a cookout, cheap bastard. I spent almost $200 on brisket, everyone else splurged on craft beer, and this motherfucker had the unmitigated gall to bust out fucking $1 ribeyes.

As long as science never proves a link between jacking off and blindness, we can rest easy.

Exactly, COOKED potatoes! What the hell does a kid do with raw potatoes?

Go on, try it! See how many end up crashing through your window afterwards. It's like the one lady who gives out raisins, and ends up with her house getting egged.

A Dope concert. Yes, they still exist somehow.

I sell only the best Jenkem.

A lot like a crowd at Burning Man.

This reminds me of how the Puritans and so-called "Pilgrims" at Plymouth stank so bad, that the First Americans that met them kept trying to convince them to bathe. The Mayflower idiots thought that all you had to to was change your underwear. Actually taking your clothes off, and submerging your body was sinful. Ew.

Next time some fool brags that their family arrived with the Mayflower, remind them that those people were zealots who got thrown out of Europe, and only survived by the charity of First Nations, who were apparently more Christ-like than the Puritans.

He took the shit-tornado right back to Oz!

Guess who's getting sent to Shady Acres!

I was thinking about these exact idiots. The "You can't touch me, nyah, nyah!" defense. At least gold flag fringes weren't mentioned.

As the royal carriage drew abreast, Symmachus rushed out from the crowd and shouted, "My lord, my mother's dying--"

"I forbid her to do so on this glorious night!" the lord shouted, laughing and scattering coin into the throng. Symmachus was close enough to smell wine on the royal breath.

The deer had cast Flame Cloak beforehand.

IED