Thanks!
The Burger King’s worst nightmare.
Good call. I do appreciate the comments from the Prof and Kent, though. Thanks, guys!
Who let the clowns out? (Who, who, who)
Your cholesterol level is doomed.
The survivors from “Salo: 100 Days of Sodom.”
It seems they really developed a taste for shit.
The Uber driver took one look and just kept on driving.
Disguising themselves as clowns seemed like a good idea to the bank robbers, but they forgot you can’t run in clown shoes.
The recruits were confused. They thought enlisting in the McDonald’s Brigade meant they’d be in an elite unit of the British army.
McDonalds execs turned down these clowns because none of them looked like they actually ever ate at the restaurant they were supposed to promote.
The winner is @Elmer_J.Fudd for making me think of clown cars. 
Thanks!
Is the guy top right going “think unsexy thoughts…think unsexy thoughts…” ?
The first class session at The Fashion Institute really starts with the basics.
Discussing the results of the Suntan Lotion experiment.
“You know this audition is for the lead role for Jackie, right?”
“As in Jackie Chan, isn’ it?”
The Sixties saw the experiment of combined book clubs and encounter groups.
A dream where you’re the only one at the exam who remembered to put clothes on, though, can be just as unsettling.
Game nights took off with the introduction of Strip Mafia.
And just like that, I realized my own washer/dryer wouldn’t set me back much more than a new pair of Manolo Blahniks