Ronald McDonald's mother weeps with joy at her son's accomplishments.

A finger laments over the pile of shit his best friend's corpse is buried in.

No one likes a heroin addict, Martha.

A tiny, green blorg flies over a grayscaled forest, hoping to return color ONCE MORE

"Stop hitting on me, y-you baka."

A cigarette cast aside in the gutter out in the rain, abandoned, so intent on living that IT LIGHTS ITSELF COMPLETELY ON FIRE.

HIGH FIVE, BLACK JESUS!

Cat copes with life by having dogs sit on him. What.

A man with a propellor for a left arm says "HE MUST GO- HIS PEOPLE NEED HIM"

You're given a bomb for christmas. Enjoy your last few minutes! Happy holidays!

Justin Bieber.

Matt Smith wonders where his eyebrows have gone off to NOW. Those little rascals.