I keep finding elephant footprints in my butter.
From her expression, it seems your aunt from the old country does not want to eat your salad.
A lantern jawed superhero is aghast that a small bird has stolen his powers of levitation.
Heart-tron is sad. That cloud shouldn't be raining on him. He's a robot.
The Imperial Starship of the NFL Empire travels through the universe, off to convert another galaxy to the cult of football.
Bold black strokes on a white background. Such high contrast. Such aggression. There can be no doubt. This is Panda Writing.
A man in a submarine has got a serious case of the munchies and is being taunted by a mexican turtle.
A bunch of cherries.
Banana and Orange are afflicted by Saturday Night Fever.
A faith healing where a scruffy preacher tries to rid a parishioner of the stars that possess her.
Harry Potter gives Ron a banana. Both are sad. Banana's feelings are unknown.
A man used all the toilet paper and only left you a tiny corner. Which is weird, since they're only a torso and a head.
The cameraman gives the thumbs up. They're ready to record the sneeze of a mushroom with a beak and teeth.