“I won’t date any man who can’t type at least 50 orgasms per minute.”
I’ll admit that “Press any key to continue” was the first thing that went through my own mind when I saw this image, but that fruit’s hanging way too low. So, after further review, I pass the baton to @Elmer_J,Fudd.
It also gives me the opportunity to post this parting image regarding brassieres –
-“BB”-
“Aw, Mom, do we have to have Family Fun? Can’t we just go home and do, like, homework or chores or something?”
Bill’s idea for a theme park was a bit lacking in excitement.
“Martha, they’ll be fine. It has a vent. Now help me get this door up.”
Family Fun. Another AmishWorld Amusement.
After consulting with our lawyers, we installed this attraction as exposing us to the least liability.
“Mommy, it smells like the ball pit at Chucky Cheese’s!”
The only Family Fun arcade with its own glory hole.
We paid for the sign to read FAMILY FUNCTIONAL DISORDERS but they ran out of paint.
The winner…
Catch me if you can.
I’m not gonna do The Dance of the Flowers! I’m not!
In the same vein as the Professor, but taken from real life –
“I’m not gonna dance with Bicycle Bill, and there’s no way you can make me!”
-“BB”-
How did he find my secret lair?
Her parents remember little Harley Quinn as “a real pistol.”
Knowed_Out, ya gots to pick a winna.