I was hoping someone would remember Twiki and his mating call.
Lets see what you all can do with something very ordinary.
A poorly paved job left officials wondering who’s asphalt.
Global warming releases The Blob from its arctic imprisonment, and it returns… to show that its only desire was to resurface our streets. God, we were such assholes in the ‘50s.
Dateline 2127: proof that this spot once housed The Indianapolis Moter Speedway
I guess this was a dead-end street.
knoodler get honorable mention for the pun but @Slithy_Tove takes it.
The photo is of a street in England that expose the underlying brickwork from the Victorian age.
Thanks, Coach
How about something that challenges all your storytelling talents as well as the boundaries of good taste?
Proof my father was an alien.
Why you should never choke a chicken in bed.
Why doing your own vasectomy is not a good idea.
When tentacle porn is real.
[not an entry]Why challenging the boundaries of good taste is a risk with this bunch.[nae]
Many Appalachian families maintained the old custom of the Deflowering Mattress.
Virginia Rappe’s last mattress
“Simply place the pillow over the evidence, and remember to keep your stories consistent!”
Ma: I still hold the family record!
When preparing Gulliver’s toast, the Lilliputians realised they should have stocked up on more chocolate spread.
Sorry girls, no matter how hard I try I just don’t see the face of Jesus in that stain.
“Our lives are full of questions. Thankfully, Tide is the answer to almost all of them.”
Shortly after this the Sears catalog stopped using customer testimonials.
All good, good and dark. Winner goes to:
Let’s go a different direction:
