Think you can know what year this is from? Guess again. Look at the Wii in the upper left hand corner.There are many things in this photo that make me want to leap blindly before a Transit Bus. The mullet, sadly, is not even in the top five.
Actually, is that a mullet? It may just be a shit load of back hair. And what do you call it when your lower back has enough fat to form it's own ass - the upper ass?
I digress. I don't know the answers to these things, and I wouldn't want to. This man is dreaming large for all of us, and who are we to prevent him? He woke up that morning and said 'God damn it, Mom, I am all out of hot pockets. When are we going to get some more?"
When are WE going
to get some MORE.
to get some MORE.
We all feel that way sometimes. Because in a metaphorical sense, we are all this guy. Naked to the world, embarrassed when found as we truly are, and at the mercy of a society that won't always understand.
But in an even more literal sense, none of us are this guy. That's because he looks fucking gay as hell, and is probably a major dweeb.
Even still, I know buried under all that man you'd find a sweet, adorable kitten. And this is not a metaphorical kitten, mind you, but a literal one. I think it's what the spray bottle in the upper left is all about.
