Thursday, May 31, 2007

 

Happy Birthday Wubbie!!!!

Don't eat too much cake!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

 

It's enough to make you go insane.

Seriously though, people are going nuts here.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

 

Domo-kun had a rough weekend.

He was probably celebrating the Star Wars 30th anniversary.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

 

Domo-kun Angry!

Burnt meat again!

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

 

Stupid Summer Repeats!

Domo-kum wants more Office!

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

 

Save the Domo-kun!!!!

From...the...evil?bunny/kittens?

Monday, May 21, 2007

 

111,111,111 x 111,111,111

= 12,345,678,987,654,321

Friday, May 18, 2007

 

Hurray for Jam!!!

Ding dong the witch is dead!

Thursday, May 17, 2007

 

GO SABRES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WE ONLY NEED 7 MORE IN A ROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

 

Albino pigmy monkey twins!

Nuff said.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

 

I hate you guys.

Seriously.

Monday, May 14, 2007

 

I could have been anything.

I could have been a fisherman. Fishermen, they get up in the morning, they fish, they sell fish, they smell fish.

Friday, May 11, 2007

 

Did you say sandwich?

I thought you were talking about a bird bath.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

 

The chair is against the wall. The chair is against the wall.

John has a long mustache. John has a long mustache.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

 

56% of people polled disapprove.

That means EVERYONE disapproves.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

 

You can't have a head full of dumb...

cause then who would leave my cheese out in the wind?

Monday, May 07, 2007

 

There used to be a time when you could be sure of catching old boots, cans, hat racks, boxes.

Now it's prawns all the bloody time.

Friday, May 04, 2007

 

Andy: I would like to make you my vichyssoise.

Dwight: Keep it in your pants, Bernard.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

 

Note: Even in mild horseplay

Tomahawk replicas can leave skull dents.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

 

Nothing says fashion like a fruity hat.

Go out and get one fast!

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

 

This one goes to eleven.

That's what makes midgets dancing around Stonehenge so fun.

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