Odd pics found on the internet (Comical Update)

For Charles:

Wow, maybe life would be easier if we were all deaf:

Funny Stuff below from Natalie Dee's husband at Toothpaste for Dinner:

Because this is so true:

And so is this:

For Everyone:

For Me and everyone like me:

For E, because she loves Oregon Trail:

For the Goose:

For several nameless professors:

For everyone:
**************UPDATE****************
Okay, guys. This is some actual shit I found on my front door about a week ago. It's my two favorite things in the world brought together--religion and wrestling!!

After all, who could refuse the healing power of the Wrestling Jesi?


While I do like the slogan of "Professional Wrestling With a Message!"--I think that "It's like church that really kicks ass!!" would really go over well with the early adolescent crowd.

Some other fun things to do with the flyer or at the event:

• Try to figure out which guys are the good guys and which ones are the bad guys. Hmmm . . . how could you ever guess?? I also wonder if one just might have a change of heart at the end of the night and if, before the crowd leaves, he'll ask others in the audience to come down and join him as he asks for forgiveness, etc., etc., blah, blah, blah.
  
• Try to find the Amen Corner. If you're having problems, ask E, as this is one of the few AAVE terms she is familiar with.
  
• Think up your own wrestling name, just in case the Lord calls on you to join this band of merry men.
  
• Along that line, what the fuck is up with Albert? "Albert"!! Are you fucking kidding me? That's the best he could do? That's fucking pathetic. I think he should have just gone with douchebag.
  
• Put a flyer in everyone's mailbox on campus.
• Go to the event completely fucking wasted.
• Ask all of the wrestlers to sign various religious texts you have brought with you--recommended books would be anything by Anton LeVay or L. Ron Hubbard.
• Remind them that of all the things that the Jesi would do, they probably would not be seen wearing a fucking uni-tard or a speedo. From all pictoral accounts I'm familiar with, he was usually either going commando or simply had a curtain draped around him. Perhaps he was trying to keep the sperm count up (see DaVinci Code). ******[As the lights flicker in my house and thunder crashes outside]