A man, and his hatred for Blue Cheese. Or Bleu Cheese, I forget how those damned French spell it.. Hm? Oh, the guy really hates bleu cheese.

Your pants are now peanut butter. What do?

Gabe Newell, confronted with a three.

Man has taken much LSD. Thinks that he is blue, and can see his own breath. But don't draw him. Draw what he thinks he is.

Carbon tri-oxygen. I'm a little curious as to how it's staying unbonded. You'd think there'd be a couple hydrogens in there to square things

Mmmmmm. Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake. With a cherry on top. But the cherry lies. It lies, brother. It isn't a cherry at all.

Quadruple amputee bear sits by roadside, waiting patiently for next piece of change to come its way.

LESBIANS? IN MY INTERNET???

OH GOD WHAT IF THE CEILING IS THE FLOOR?

They stole the snail's kidneys. His tiny, tiny kidneys.

This is Ground Control to Major Tom, The line's gone dead, there's something wrong! Can you hear me Major Tom? Can you hear me Major Tom?

The goat shows off his mad fan-fic writing skills. Three Clown-faced Lions watch on, amazed and confused. He will still be delicious, though