Been mumbling "fentamania runnin wild brother" all day

The Orangemen have duly severed all ties with the NWO, having mistaken the black and white for black and tan.

The only good arising from Wrestlemania was Kevin Nash clarifying his position on the Scottish Question.

Rich people employ servants for much the same purpose.

Quite the battle to remain south of the double-figure boundary.

Unsold Easter stock is finally reaching its expiration date.

"This is my rifle, this is my gun..."

Sandwich Time merits the War Face.

Cottonwood seeds.

We have reached the "furred snow" stage of springtime.

For when vodka takes too long.

One of my housemates is storing a chilled glass of potatoes in the refrigerator. The pick-me-up of the old country.

Vulpes vulpes.

A vulpine friend.

Excited for 'I support war, the number one killer of troops' to drop to number two

He is not even forming columns! His is but an empire of dirt, and he cares not an ounce! Why, even Ozymandias had a "wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command", if nothing else. Plus, his crotch lends a suggestion of wetness.

Sega of Japan: These are the Columns 3 chickens.

Sega of America: Too immature. We need a mascot for serious gamers.

Bereft! Undone! I forgot to buy biscuits (by the domestic construal of the term) at Tesco!

Two whole days now await me without ready access to my precious refined sugars. (My leftover jam, being strictly a breakfast item, does not count.)

Fear not: the codebase for its firmware is unmanageable. Nothing but spaghetti code.

The dust is the meat of the orange.

The "smooth" juice differs from its "juicy bits" counterpart solely by the volume of sediment per bottle.

The graffito on the right could reasonably be parsed as sixty-one.

The writing is on the wall for this particular trend.

"Lisa needs braces."

"So long, dental plan!"

Can Skeletor even eat? Should ever we solicit him for novelty milkshake recipes?

Denny's is the only restaurant that upholds the constitutional right to eat hash browns with ice cream.

When traveling be sure to properly secure and strap your pickles

Shoplifting: the original off-the-shelf solution.

Ignore communion wafers—collard greens are the only true case of transubstantiation. Through a miracle of ham, mere vegetables somehow become meat.

Golf, on a disc!

Ah yes, disc golf:

"Will the Beeb ever regain relevance with the recession generation? To discuss, we have assembled this panel of three zionists and a transphobe."

The BBC are catching up with millennial trends: they now trail our viewing preferences by only two decades!

At this time of year, sunsets can also occur in the East.

"This whole thing smacks of gender", I shout as I pour the Hot Pot onto the BBQ and turn the fourth of July into the Super Three.

Your renal system was not a party to their contract.

Novelty label printers are becoming a public menace.

North and South Hams are still awaiting similar recognition.

The museum roof was publicly accessible, without any rain to mar the occasion.

This was part of the café.

A vulpine motif:

A century ago, emergency teacup restoration was something of a cottage industry.

When the dress code states "shonen protagonist" without any elaboration: