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You have to admire the ingenuity here. I had no idea that you could make an entire business-casual ensemble using a single variety pack of Fruit Roll-Ups.
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SHHHH! This Is Their Best Number!
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You knew that when your hipster friend Shireee (she insists on the third e) dragged you to some warehouse in a bad neighborhood for an “art opening slash spoken word performance slash flan tasting,” that it was going to be weird, but not THIS weird.
And This is Called the “Deranged Rabbit” Pose
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Uh oh. Bunnies may be cute and all, but as soon as you see one on the lawn, you know there are going to be hundreds of them ruining your garden this summer.
Yes, How May I Help You?
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I know that those tracks in the snow are probably from a vehicle, but I like to imagine this guy just slid up the road from the distance, exactly in that position.
Every time he slides anywhere, you can hear Daft Punk’s “Around the World” playing.
Stick a Tiny Umbrella in Me, I’m Done
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I think it’s kind of cute when high school kids get really creative and express their passion through their prom outfits. I don’t know how a couple of teenagers end up really passionate about the wallpaper at the local tiki bar, but to each his own.
For the Girl Who Has Everything
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Ariel thought that marrying Prince Eric and moving to the surface would fill her life with fun and adventure. Instead, she mostly found that she was just . . . bored.
Anything You Say Can and Will Be Used Against Your Dignity
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THIS is why I can never fully relax. I don’t necessarily envision myself being dragged from the house by law enforcement (YET), but any number of things (fire, earthquake, clearance sale on Cadbury Mini Eggs) could drive one out of the house at a moment’s notice. One minute you’re relaxing in front of the television in your fuzzy lion slippers (or, in my case, relaxing in front of a martini in my footie pajamas) and the next, BAM, you’re running down the sidewalk shouting something about bunny rabbits making chicken sounds. Embarrassing.
Pass the Parm
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Is anyone else in the mood for spaghetti? No? It’s just me then? Fine.
Shoot, I Think I’m on the Wrong Line
“Hey, does anyone know if this train stops at the Woodstock-themed Olympics rave? Anyone? Oh crap, what happened to my Burton pacifier?”
This Is Why I Don’t Drink Water
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To sag ones pants is to remain vigilant to any disturbance in the force that keeps them precariously balanced around your person. I wouldn’t slip a Sacajawea dollar into my pocket if I found it on the sidewalk, much less try to tote my Fiji Water around on my ass.