The butterfly hawk was pleased. Its children would eat well that day.
Uhh... the 'Robin-signal'?
....and on the 7th Day God rested, then on the 8th Day God got up and couldn't remember where he put his pants.
I'm going to say it: "I've heard of parachute pants...but this is ridiculous..."
I only bought it because it said toppless woman...
This is one of Stephen Hawking's recurrent dreams.
Kites for sale! Half off!
The fly is open...OH THE HUMANITY!
And thus Michael Jackson's funeral concluded ...
On August 8, 2009, mankind successfully mooned God.
Texas Chainsaw Massacre's entry in the Macy's Thanksgiving day parade.
Butterfly in the sky, my crotch can fly twice as high, take a look, it's in a book, a Reading Rainbow.
Even the parade industry has not been spared in this recession.
A confusing metaphor for life
STOP. HAMMER TIME!