Normally your photoshops of Frank J. in strange/scary situations/positions don’t bother me because I change adult diapers for a living, but this one turned even my cast-iron stomach. I don’t know whether I should be angry or admiring.
Oh Good Lord,
It’s Disturbed Herb and His Tijuana Brass Monkeys.
You’ve just destroyed an early childhood memory for me. That album cover was probably the first racy picture I ever saw. I can still hear that album from way back when.
You knew better, but couldn’t resist the urge, could you.
AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY EYES!!!’
MY EYES!!!!
That’s what bothers me the most, I did know better.
Bastid. I’ll get you, and your photoshop too.
I figure SarahK has probably never seen Revenge of the Nerds so I’ll have to channel her.
“That’s my pi.”
🙁
that’s just disturbing.
Way too much.
After that image, it may be a long time before I partake of pi again.
Judas. Tapp-dancing. Priest.
Hey, I don’t remember a Happy Mole Day post!
I am afraid to imagine the photoshop for that one…
Where’s Ann Coulter when you need her?
Damnit! We do know better. But, much like moths, we are drawn to the photoshopped, homoerotic Flame. Pun intended. You bastard!
very very wrong
Normally your photoshops of Frank J. in strange/scary situations/positions don’t bother me because I change adult diapers for a living, but this one turned even my cast-iron stomach. I don’t know whether I should be angry or admiring.
That gave me the giggles. And a nervous tic. Thanks.
Is that Frank 3 times, or is there like a whole gay family of him?
Oh Good Lord,
It’s Disturbed Herb and His Tijuana Brass Monkeys.
You’ve just destroyed an early childhood memory for me. That album cover was probably the first racy picture I ever saw. I can still hear that album from way back when.
They aren’t all Frank.
Now I am worried;
What are Frank, Spacemonkey and Harvey doing to that poor Whipped Creme. They seem to be missing Aquaman.
π are Square!
One of these days, Cadet Happy, vengeance will be mine, sayeth the spacemonkey.
And the other one is Lair not Harvey, who can’t be photographed.