"Ground hippie to scaffold hippie. Come rip this bong, dude. Over."

Look, why don't we just admit that none of us knows how to build a house.

Every time I try to take a picture of Bob in those pants, my camera switches to sepia in self-defense.

Sometimes, even if you build it, no one will come.

Mom, can you come get us. We ran out of gas & ideas at the same time.

From a distance, and in the desert heat, the bizarre scaffold thing looked like a Joshua tree, until the U2 Fan Club got closer and realised they still hadn't found what they were looking for. No, they still hadn't found what they were looking for.

The Passion of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.

"Men, what we build today will be questioned by archeologists forever"

"To be honest with you, Frank, the structural integrity of what we're building doesn't trouble me nearly as much as your pants."

This looks like the beginning of a beautiful trailer park.

"Seriously, dude, this is the last time I help you move."

This is what happens when you fund the arts. THIS.

NEWS BULLETIN: A group of men have finally found the long elusive G-spot. "It's ... different than we expected," Brian, the expedition's leader was quoted saying soon after the find.

"See, I was right - if we build it out here we can't hear the laughter anymore."

There Will Be Bud