what

No wait, just another sighting of the ever-mysterious "front butt."

Don't worry, there's a spare hairpiece in the bag just in case these first two blow out. You can never be too careful!

Clearly, there's plenty to go around.

Oh Japan, when WON'T you haunt my dreams?

I remember what pimpin' was like... before the war...

Two belts and you still can't adjust your pants properly? Surely there must be some sort of award for this.

That banana's got a short stem, I wouldn't test him. He's a loose-cannon plantain who doesn't play by anybody's rules.

Sorry about that, I'm getting heavy "The Ring" vibes from this one. Get back to me in a week if you accidentally erased yourself from existence by seeing this. Thanks!

"So, what would you say you were going for with this look?"

"Quite simple, 'What if the Red Baron were a lime in a bowler hat?'"

Alright, fine, you have our attention, what is it that you want Mr. Wigs-n-Jugs?

Go directly to undie jail, do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars.

I'm not even sure entirely what's going on, vintage masks or Photoshop or what. All I know is, I'll be sleeping with the light on. Good night!

Colonial Medical Assisted Devices would have you believe that their deodorizing pads will help you with your gas leaks. All we know is that it'll definitely look like you have some extra junk in your behind - if you know what we're getting at.