Sunday Funday!!

Pictures say a thousand words.  And tell a million stories of stupidity.

                 And I thought the burning hot metal of my youth was bad. 

                 What an electrifying party! It's quite shocking. Heh.

               

   Summer just ain't summer without stitches and broken bones.

"I don't get it why you're complaining.  You said new windows, you got new windows, right?"

                                                        Tonight's entree will be idiot stew.

I would imagine the employees are lining up for the job of emptying that bottle.