Even the lousiest singer doesn't deserve to be engulfed by a giant white blood cell. Unless of course we're talking about Justin Timberlake.

Niggaz best peep this gang sign I'm throwin', don't be fuckin' wit da West Side Mitochondrias...

"Help!  I'm trying to escape from Kirby's vagina!"

It seemed like a good idea at the time to have a dancing prostate in front of the clinic on Saturdays...

Whadda we want?

EQUAL RIGHTS FOR DONUT HOLES!!

When do we want it?

NOW!!

"Yo, yo, Goatse-face in the house"

i dont have a caption, but i just wanted to point out that the funniest thing about this picture is not the odd costume. the man is wearing moccasins.

Mascot for the Western Mississippi Rappin' Colo-Rectal Polyps.

Go Polyps!

MC Roid in da house.