These situations need no explanation. This article needs no intro... shall we?
These situations need no explanation. This article needs no intro... shall we?
I used to be a father once, then I took an arrow to the friggin' chest!
Did he start and it melted? Did he hop over? Why? What? Huh? No. No, never mind.
Look, I highly doubt that she chose the thug life...
Honestly, your guess is as good as mine on this one. No words.
At this point the fairy godmother's magic wore off and Cinderella was left with what she originally had...
You know Hollywood is running out of ideas when Richard Gere teams up with Poochie.
It turns out that it just keeps puffing up and absorbing everything else into its blobby mass. At least it only trapped a bunch of trash this time, I guess.
Well, if you're this shop, you give them exactly that and charge them $46 for this bizarre experiment.
I think the only way to describe how this pizza tastes is "confusing."
I wouldn't have guessed that an event that seems like it could be described as "organized discomfort" would've attracted many takers, but here we are.
After all, everybody hangs upside down from the unit that holds their curtains in place, right?
The fact that he's sitting on these eggs and the fact that we're not seeing yolk drip everywhere means this guy must have incredible balance and pressure sensitivity.
My respect may make him uncomfortable, but it's real.
So I can only assume that somebody attending this event was so inspired by their passion for crocs that they turned this cheese into a guerrilla art piece.
We live in a strange world, folks.
Normally, I'd just assume that we might hurt ourselves on the equipment of something, but as long as keeping people away with the ghosts of mascots works, I don't see a reason to stop.
That is, until a certain group of friends and their talking dog shows up.
That's especially true because I feel like I already know the results. Surprise, it's loud and super uncomfortable!
So a master chef rat was secretly planning this chef's creations all the time, too? Does that mean there's also a society of sentient cars somewhere?
Tell me your secrets, Pixar!
I think you can now see why. You'd think the person in the unicorn suit would take the head off to complete the mood, but I guess they're just that much of a consummate professional.