Going to bed at 8 p.m. on a Tuesdayyyy.
Dazed and ridiculously confused.
Espresso? Nip it in the bud?
“Move it, Football Head!”
All right, all right, all right.
Keep the change, you filthy animal.
Muahahaha. WARNING: Very inappropriate (and hilarious) language ahead.
When pleasure meets pain.
Who run the world? GIRLS.
Filthy minds are the best minds, amiright?
It’s not that common, it doesn’t happen to every guy, and IT IS A BIG DEAL.
When “I do” takes a nasty turn.
Picture it: Germany, 1932.