A fine display of your patriotic commitment, appreciation of justice served, and a little rememberance of the food from your high school cafeteria.

This one won’t get you laid, but Italian food is always good.

Pictograms that make references to conservative politics and scrotums satisfy many demographics.

Tonight they’re gonna party like it’s 1939. Nana, why does it smell like tinkle in here?

I told my parents I had 5 beers last night and they said they were scared for me. Good thing I didn’t tell them about the 6 other beers, 4 Vegas bombs, 2 Sambuca shots, and when I ran out of money I squeezed the bar rag into a glass and drank that.

“Go look after my child you [c-word] whore, I hope she doesn’t turn out like you.” That says it all. Mel is an ass. Oh wait, he was Mad Max, it’s all cool.