Life through a different lens

Showing posts with label Pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pictures. Show all posts

Friday, May 15, 2009

Crappy Job

Tools required - a poo tube, disposable gloves, disposable income, and disposable pride.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

I don't need no stinking pick up line

Get out of my 70’s porn and get into my poker game!

Friday, April 10, 2009

Locked and Loaded

After you spot Michael Phelps parading in the National Guard Hummer, scan forward and note the dude encroaching on the gold medalist's space, posing in the foreground for a picture. Just behind him is the security dude wearing the "please give me an excuse to kick your ass" expression.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Oh give me a home...

In spite of what one may consider slightly terrifying proximity to some pretty intimidating bison, these dudes would rather fish. Moral to the story - guys will find a happy place.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Play Dead

After enduring another scorching day, Dale is second guessing his choice to go with the trouser trim only.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The Evolution of Englebert

You'd be mistaken to think he's past his prime. For kicks, Englebert Humperdinck steals wives at the local bistro with his deft accordion work.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Casual King

Either the King lives, or somebody let a loved one leave home this way.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Industrial Strength

This guy should have listened to Dr. Love.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Hershey W. Dog

Now who wouldn't want to look like this guy? By the way, the W. stands for Wassup.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Feelin Groovy

Here's a genuine beer enthusiast. You can smell a bowl full of jolly on his breath. You know there's a place where this guy is "Norm."

Sunday, February 22, 2009

What Are You Looking At?

I know. I was noticing the blurry arm too.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Empty Chairs and Empty Tables

Grab your Mint Mocha Chip Frappuccino® blended coffee with Chocolate Whipped Cream and have a seat. Car exhaust - no extra charge!
(By the way, this is an actual drink from Starbucks menu. I wish I had made it up. At what point do you stop feeling silly placing that order?)

Monday, February 16, 2009

Greetings

I've got two captions for this picture.
Selection 1 - Ladies, meet the ladies!
Selection 2 - I learned my lesson in grade school and took a picture, so it would last longer.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Hot Air Balloon Jesus


As the Doobie Brothers said, “Jesus Is Just Alright With Me.” But, am I the only one who finds this version creepy at best, if not outright terrifying?

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Who’s the Jackass?

I know he’s going for authentic Virginia City miner. But, all I see is naughty Santa who thinks my friend “sure got a pretty mouth.”

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

The Original "That Guy"

His internal monologue at this moment in time, "Yeah, that's right ladies. Drink me up!"
I thought this picture would be somewhat timely with the recent appearance of his team in the Superbowl. This was back when T.O. played for the Niners, and this dude was the only Cardinals fan in the meager crowd. He started one fight, and got kicked out twice, only to magically reappear (to the chagrin of thousands of people) in his seat a short time later. No matter where I go and what I see, this guy will always be my prototype for the inebriated uber fan. This is my personal salute to “That Guy.”

Friday, January 30, 2009

Rebel Bird

You think this is bad? Later I saw him take a crap - right on the sidewalk!

Amuse In Peace

I found this final resting place for Mr. Robert Balls along the Freedom Trail in Boston. Admittedly, it’s tasteless to joke about some anonymous dead guy. But seriously, wouldn't it be a bigger crime to ignore this rare opportunity for gravestone humor? It’s a friggin meatball! I’m mostly curious about what his peers called him – Rob Balls, Bob Balls, Bobby Balls, Mr. Balls? Even more importantly, what happened to his offspring? Why haven’t I met a descendant named Richard, Randy, Anita, Peter, or Phil?

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Feeling A Draft?

I think this punch line writes itself. Sure it's sophomoric, but you hitched your horse to the wrong wagon if you were expecting otherwise. One interesting observation about Butte, Montana is that they seem to have no sense of humor about themselves. As a resident of Butte, I'd be selling t-shirts and bumper stickers by the side of the road. However, during a brief stop with the singular goal of stimulating the local economy, my companions and I were unable to find a single item of clothing with the name Butte on it.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Nature's Fury

This is what it looks like when a cloud farts.