A witchdoctor proctologist.

Looks like the community hasn't been using their pooper scoopers on the park lawn for a long time.

This picture asks the eternal question, "blackface (african american appearance) vs blackface (1960s racist-as-fuck version)?"

A young fellow denies twas his seed what created the babe held by nonplussed lass opposite him.

A flower informs a man that he is a fag and should probably watch moar ponies.

The restaurant at the end of the universe.

Looks like your Mac OS startup face got totally drunk last night.

Rather than doodle, some fellows opt to feign ignorance and simply write a sentence about their confusion, thereby breaking the chain.

The title of an overly pretentious but gorgeous sci-fi knockoff of Dances with Wolves.

That cactuar is coming right at you!

Emo man realizes how can be possibly be emo with his junk hanging out like that, and is emo no longer.

Stick figure chinchilla riding a bicycle always wants to be with you and make believe with you and live in harmony, harmony ooh love.