Pictures

In case you're wondering, their super power is the ability to permanently repel members of the opposite sex. I think that kid in the middle is damaged goods at this point...the look on his face is either one of absolute, life-scarring embarrassment or the result of not pooping for 4 days...and neither of those is all that great.



Letting your hamster funnel twinkies is not good for his little heart. I bet the dust on his hamster wheel is so thick you could write your name in it. He's practically morphed into a tennis ball at this point!



The frightening thing about this next picture is that this guy looked at himself in a mirror and was happy enough with the way he looked to go out in public. He actually LIKES his haircut and thinks he looks good. Notice the old lady getting mugged in the background...heaven forbid this guy jump in and help - he's too busy trying to get a picture of a pair of squirrels mating.



I may not have told you this before, but I strongly suggest avoiding confrontations with ninjas. (in case you can't make it out, this move is called "Monkey Steals the Peach"...ninjas are so awesome that even their "de-balling" techniques are both incredibly cool and extremely painful. I'm not all that pumped about my "peaches" being in the clutches of a trained killer, so whatever Mr. Ninja wants, Mr. Ninja gets.)



Here below we find one of society's elite, the "upper crust" if you will, enjoying an afternoon of watching cars make left turns. This guy is killing the national IQ average...he's the reason we're only scoring slightly above primates. NASCAR draws those lacking intelligence in like a bug light on the back porch of a trailer up on cinder blocks...the easily confused simply cannot resist it's "charm". They may not understand math or science or the simple rules of grammar and spelling, but they seem to be able to understand that the shiny little cars go round and round and that this is a good thing. The bright colors keep their attention and the cars present them with familiar product labels they can relate to (beer, snuff, lawn maintenance, cereal). The drivers all keep in mind that these fans need to be able to remember their names, so they use names that are familiar and simple ("Billy Jo Johnson", "Jimmy Billy", "Ricky Timmy") or start with the same letters ("Jimmy Jackson", "Ricky Red", "Kenny Kenson") or have some sort of childish innuendo to them ("Dick Trickle" - yes, this is an actual driver name, which I know may shock some of you, but it's true, you can't make up stuff like this)



And now, the obligatory cute puppy picture...since it's the weekend and I don't want to leave on a sour note. Don't you just want to give her a big 'ole hug? Her name is "ginger"...or at least that's the name they gave her on that illegal dog-fighting site where I got the picture from.



Hamsters might be stupid pets, but they are light years ahead of goldfish. You can't do jack with a goldfish! Ever pet your goldfish? TOUCH THEM AND THEY DIE! Who wants a pet that dies when you show it affection?