I was workin in my shop with hammer and vise, when i slipped with the hammer not once, but twice. It didn't feel nice.
I was flying through the trees over a ranch when i flew too close to a tree and snagged my yambag on a branch.
I went to the vet just past dawn. i woke up hours later and my danglers were gone. But if it was my boys they did take, why does my furry coinpurse still ache?
I rescued this cat who was stuck up a tree. Oh why did he bite my sack and scratch the shit out of me?
I was skipping through the woods in search of honey sweet, but when i found it the bees stung my potatoes and meat.
There was new guy today on the farm. I thought it odd he only had one arm. He tried to milk me, and don't that beat all. Oh my achin balls.
Some beer right now would be gnarly. Where's the brews?
Oh, silly me. I left them just outside the front door. Would you be a dear and go get them?
Fuck. I'd drag my balls over fishooks for some beer, no problem.
That's right you great shambling drunk. Go get your beer...
"i am teh gr8test lolz" *What the fuck, get off me!* "i pwn u u all suck" *ARGHH I TOUCHED A CROATIAN* "die u bitch omg lolz" *THERE'S TOO MANY LET ME BACK IN!!!!!"u die now pomg lolz teh rulerz
Well the food supply just got significantly stretched.
Hi, AngryAmerican here with a bit of an epiphany. It seems some folks don't think I should've won ANY contests, much less the very controversial 'Time Travel' contest.
With a few desultory comments still burning in my soul, I have realized they are absolutely correct, and that my drinking is nearly out of control.
As a result I vow that starting tomorrow, I'm going to work on becoming the full blown alcoholic I know I can be. Thank you dissentors, you have shown me the light.
Hello. I am here to talk to you today about the F.P.D. The Federation for the Pummeling of Dipshits.
As you know, stupid people are a plague in our great nation and indeed, the world. Life can be challenging enough without the added frustration of dealing with the common-sense-deficient.
It has been somewhat scientifically proven that kicking the living shit out of morons every now and then makes them more receptive to to thoughtful action and helpful advice.
We at the F.P.D. need your support. Just a few dollars a month can forever change an idiots life and make the world a better place to live in for all of us.
Just think, for the price of a couple of cups of coffee a month, your donations can keep our 'fucktard counselors' out of jail and out there making a difference every day.
But don't take our word for it, listen to some success stories from some former shit-for-brains...
I was stuck at a red light blocking 2 lanes of traffic instead of pulling up a bit and letting at least one lane through when a FPD activist pulled me out of the window of my truck
and punched me in the face til i passed out. After i got out of the hospital I realized we all have to share the roads and my actions were inexcusable and frustrating to those around me.
Thank you FPD! Even though i'll never see out of my left eye again because my optic nerve was severed, you showed me the light.
I used to work the burger line slaving over the hot grill. Then one day i put extra pickle on a burger when the order clearly said NO pickle.
Lucky for me that sandwich was for a member of the FPD, who proceeded to drag me over the counter and stomp me into a coma.
When i woke up 6 months later, my boss was so impressed with the maturity i acquired while hanging between life and death that he put me on the front counter! Thanks FPD!!
I was always too busy getting fucked up in school to pay much attention, so admittedly, i was pretty dumb. Well this one time i tried to get into a bar with a fake ID, but fortunately for me,
the photo on the ID was the wrong race and sex and the doorman just happened to be a member of the FPD. Long story short, after the doctors reconstructed my face and my arms were fully healed i went
back to school and got my GED. Now i'm readin at a 7th grade level and have a promising career as a busboy. I donate a bit of my check every week to the FPD cuz they turned my life around. Thankey!
So you see, we're out there on the front lines making a difference every day. Sometimes our clients require multiple beatings to become the productive members of society they've always wanted to be.
And let's face it, lawyers aren't cheap. We just can't do this without your generosity. Remember our motto, "We Give Til It Hurts You"
We're all in this together, if you do your part to stamp out stupidity, we'll do our part to stomp it out. Thank you, and good evening.
Sir, i have to be honest with you. I have very compelling reasons to believe that someone has been sexually abusing this animal. Do you know anything about it?
I always buy dinner first.
You're a sick, sick man. Now let me show you how to locate her clitoris.
Well, I've had enough to drink, do you want to start the brawl or should I?
Uh, I started the last two I think...
Ok. I've been itchin to stab that Dane over there all night. We got enough cash to cover some weregild?
Weregild? I'm not payin a dime for that great useless bastard. But since we're gonna start the fight, I'll throw in that toothless crone I got from Eire. For traditions sake.
You mean Matilda? But she gives the best damn head I've ever had! Why her?
Cuz she's been dead for three days and her mouth hole is all dried up and tough.
Let's see here. Ingrown toenail, huh? All right, this is what we're gonna do.
I'm going to take my pants off and place one foot on each tusk and assume a squatting position. I then want you to slowly work your trunk into my bumpy starfish. Understand?
Uh oh.
Due to the disturbing and graphic nature of this panel the creator of this comic elected to self censor. Thank you.
You see children, there are people who are jealous of our wealth.
That is why i purchased you from your respective governments and brought you here. To aid fellow world econonomies. And do my small part at popumalation control.
Now come over here and i'll show you how much better off you were in your homeland...
Oy! I'm disguised as a typical male frat bar goer in order to infiltrate the lair of the elusive Southern Austrailian Downtrodden Barwhore. Gotta be careful, they can appeah outta nowhere...
Oy! There's one now! Oh she's beautiful! Notice the harsh, unnatural chemical hue of her luxurious pelt! And her 'confederate flag' markings! Crikey! What a gorgeous speciman!
Uh-oh, sh'e noticed me...i'm gonna stand still and look broke and desperate. I'm hoping she won't charge me. And adult female SADB can reach speeds of 10 MPH or more when provoked.
Hello, I'm the Archangel Gabriel, your host for the new Fox series 'Ironic Celebrity Deaths'. In this the first episode, we talk with Scott Weiland of Stone Temple Pilots.
This is one great hallucination...
Hi Scott! I understand you died from quitting heroin. Pretty ironic, huh?
This is some very good shit. I love my ceiling.
Is there any particular reason you're dressed as a pirate?
So tell me Paris Hilton, how do you feel about your death?
Well, like i never thought that sewing a quilt would ever be so dangerous.
Did it ever occur to you the grizzly bears DO NOT have body hair that can be made into wool?
Fuck no. The producers of my show, The Simple Life, told me that Scottish knit sweaters right from the bear...
Well I for one am shocked... Join us next week when we find out if Rosie O'Donnell could tell the difference between a tuna cannery and a lesbian bar....
Sports heros deserve every bit of money their oily agents can get them. After all, i don't throw my hard earned cash at fat, balding owners, do i?
No sir! But i will gladly cough up $150 for a jersey with my favorite players number and name on it. And i willingly surrender $6 for a hot dog and another $6 for a cup of shitty beer.
Because i worship semi literate athletes and wish i was one...they bring the only joy to my sad, empty life...
You're a fucking tool. Want to borrow my huge foam finger?
Ya know Tim, i really hates me some niggers. Unless they're helping my favorite team to victory. Then i adore them.
It's ironic Hal, but i feel the same way. Any other random nigger, and i'd be the first one with a rope looking for a high branch. But there's just somethin about a fast runnin black with a ball..
I know what yer sayin. It gets me hard too. Seein em on that field in those tight pants all tacklin each other and endin up in piles of sweaty manflesh...
Bein all rough with one another. Huge angry black men in jockstraps bashin the crap outta the other team. Just the thought of it makes me wanna....well, you know.
Pay too much for endorsed products, inferior quality vittles and suds followed by ragingly gay sex with steroid enhanced darkies?
Stop right there filthy jihadist! The Righteous Freedom Squad is here to save Iran from itself!
Mohammed fucking Prophet! Its the capitalist puppet hero, Captain Alabaster! You have no right to be here! Go home!
Oh were it that easy my lice ridden, heathen friend. But unfortunately your mad dictator of a leader is planning to develop a huge nuclear arsenal to obliterate my homeland. That's scary.
But we have the right as a soverign nation to pursue a nuclear program with nothing but peaceful intentions.
That's where your wrong my false religioned chum! Only countries with enough of an economy to make armageddon distasteful have the right. We won't use them cuz we want your money. See?
Stop where you stand, power mad Korean! Your days developing rocket science have come to an end! The Righteous Freedom Squad is here!
I do not understand. I am Chinese. This is China. There must be some confusion. Who is the righteous freedom squad?
Nice try, but America doesn't make mistakes, eater of doggies! The RFS is an elite team of freedom loving superheroes who live to crush the dreams of dictators everywhere!
I find amusement in the ironic nature of that statement...
Take me to Kim Jong Il, or prepare to defend yourself, cat ka-bobber! I have a black belt in 17 different disciplines!
All right. Let's make Fulijah look like fucking Disneyland.
I'm going to suck his balls out through his eye sockets, skullfuck him, then pack the gaping holes with with steaming hot lentils.
due to the intense violence, sexual mutilation and the fact that they are minors on this site who must be protected at all costs the RFS has chosen to delete this scene for the good of the world.
Man, that's one dead terrorist. He'll never know the sweet, omnipotent feeling of controlling a genocide grade nuclear arsenal.
Then support W.A.R. The War Against iRan! The Righteous Freedom Squad will be spearheading the effort!
Let your voices be heard like the mighty buffalo who, before you nearly wiped them out, used to roam in huge herds across this great nation!
Eeyarrr, America can nay afford to have a bloodthirsty country of nearly vegetarian crazies blastin off nookler bombs us every ten minutes...
Think of the malls for Odin's sake. Think of the malls!
Yes WAR! Let my merciless eye beams be a shining path of death through the ranks of short, hairy people for the salvation of God's chosen country of residency, America!
I am the first character in this comic by virtue of being the furthest left which is where all real cultures begin their sentences or dialogues.
Oooooh! Dialogues is a big word!
Yes! You, the second character to appear in this comic have just responded to me, the first character, thus confirming the natural order of the comic food chain progression.
Bitchin!
Ha! You just did it again, you clever girl! See how this works?
I'm Willie Nelson. You may remember me from such hit songs as heartbreak hotel and On The Road Again.
The police pulled over my tour bus a little while ago and noticed a pungent odor of marijuana comin from it. So they searched it and confiscated my stash of weed and mushrooms. And my dang tour bus.
Hope they don't find those dead Thai boys strapped to the undercarriage...
My wife said she wants a divorce twice already. All she has to do is say it one more time and by Norse law we're divorced.
Wow, that's heavy. What're ya gonna do?
Well I was thinking of having a feast and inviting a bunch of Swedes over. Then pretend to get drunk and let them steal her, and act all upset and stuff.
Not a bad idea. those Swedes will steal anything not nailed down...
Yeah, but I already nailed her to the floor, so I guess I should remember to leave a pry bar lying around too.
All right Chad from Nickelback, now you pay for your crimes against music and reason. I'm going to torture you death over the course of months.
Dear God, ay! What did I do to you!?!
You wrote that fucking song about 'been down, been wrong, been to the bottom of every bottle...'. You fucked up Chad cuz I CAN'T GET THAT MOTHERFUCKING SONG OUT OF MY MOTHERFUCKING HEAD!!!!
Dude, its just a song! I didn't mean anything, i just wanted to make money!!!
And I truly hope you enjoyed it. I sincerly hope it was worth the hellish nightmare I live everyday with those innane lyrics smashing about in my head. Making me crave death.
I knew i shoulda kept my job at the massage parlor...
Now, first thing I'm gonna do is unman you. You're always singin about bangin chicks, so that's the first thing you'll lose, your ability to fuck.
Mmmmphhh, mumph-mmmmrrrr!
Duct tape tastes great, doesn't it? I'm gonna shove this glass tube up your urethra, which I understand hurts a great deal, then smash it with this hammer.
Unghnnnn, mumph fuffffft!
The inevitable urine burning through your lacerated wang will eventually give you septimia. But before you die from it I'll amputate your baloney-poker and nurse you back to health.