Just Think — If You Leave It Outside To Get Orange, You Can Set It On Fire And Shoot It Back Up There On Valentine’s Day
As you can imagine, we’re big into recycling here. We never waste gasoline, explosives, tinder, firecrackers, bullets…
This Kind Of Reminds Me Of An Average Morning Commute Into Boston On The Southeast Expressway
Still more realistic looking than your average Tom Cruise movie.
(Thanks to friend of the BSBFB Charles Schneider for sending that one along)
Anyone Can Succeed. But Ask Yourself: Can You Fail With Style?
OK, so it’s got a hint of smoking section on the Hindenburg. A touch of sirloin wetsuit. Just a smidgen of Saran Wrap bullet-proof vest. Let’s admit that.
But style? By gad, it’s got epic style.
(Thanks to Gerard at American Digest for sending that one along. He’s a few bottle rockets short of outer space himself)
The Patch Of Blood Visible On His Hand Is A Nice Touch
Sometimes it takes a home-brew bazooka to elicit the mating call of the moronicus domesticus. Listen to the lovely tittering call they make after they perform their fuel/air/tinder ceremony. Time for the survivors to mate. Alas, there are no females of the species available nearby. Can’t imagine why. Girls go in big for homemade bazookas, I’m told.