Hell’s Angel Iceman shown here veering away from the group to go score some catnip and a squeaky toy.
“Hey, Bill! How’s your bike running?”
“Buddy, it just purrs!”
“Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme.”
Aw, crap! Richard’s singing about his cat again!
Greg wanted to put a tiger in his tank, but it wouldn’t fit. So he did the next best thing: he put a tiger on his tank.
Spoons wins this go round!
Well, when you’re “married” to a guy who walks on water…
CowaNUNga!
Yeah. My 1960s Sally Fields fantasies are a little muddled.
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After being grounded by the FAA, Sister Bertrille found a new outlet.
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The convent at San Tanco changed their habit. So Sister Bertrille…
While Spider-Man prepared for the inevitable onslaught of Prince Namor’s attack, Mary Jane went for help, not bothering to change from her wardrobe for the movie Beach Blanket Massacre.
At least she’s not parting the waters.
And here we have Sister Agatha of the Order of the Gnarly Sacrament.
The newest form of “Full Immersion” baptism.
-“BB”-
All good this time around, but a few stood out. First, the runners-up:
And our winner, which made me laugh out loud:
Take it away, Bonum Legatum!
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The fashions from Jane Fonda’s exercise guru days really don’t stand the test of time, do they?
The Secret Harem of Jack LaLanne
I forfeit.