They call it "Trompe-l'œil" when a masterful painter can make a flat surface appear three-dimensional. They call it "painful" when someone tries to walk down this alley.
Whoever glued this together must have had a lot of friends to help out. "Here, just hold this until it dries!"
The bee pollinates the raspberry, and goes away by the time the berry gets put on your Wheaties.
Reddy Kilowatt makes a point about the dangers of electricity by brandishing a stiletto. Electricity would like a word about the dangers of stilettos.
No horticulturalist, I, so someone, please name this pretty flower.
AC/DC always fills the arena with people looking to have a hell of a time.
So you wanna eat Maryland food, eh? Let's get you started with a double soft crab, lettuce, and tomato with Old Bay Mayo on sourdough toast. That's good eatin'!
There is a picture like this in every family album. It's not the weird food or the grim visages of Uncle Leon and Aunt Pearl. It's the pants.
This guy, Señor Wences, cracked me up, dressing his left hand as a little kid who said " 'Salright!" I've always been easy to entertain.
I'm willing to bet that this lasagna was made by someone who is much better at cooking than spelling.
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