#WoodcutWednesday

I'm sorry, Alciati, but this poor bastard could use a flatterer or three.

The twins thought their mother's idea for a floating head family portrait was so 1480s.

Need to drive my wife to the airport at 4:30, so this time I mean it: I'm out. PEACE!

I know it’s not #WoodcutWednesday, but #Jackpot.

You'll probably see this in a later #WoodcutWednesday, but had to share the best or worst Danse Macabre cut ever.

A rare view of Sgt. Pepper before he formed the club or band. #ScopophiliaSunday (#WoodcutWednesday)

God spends his leisure time angel bowling.

#PillarOfSalted!

Baby girl, whats your name? Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drank. I'm T-Cramm, you know me.

"Want to come up and fill my bowl with walnuts?" was more literal than Reginald had hoped.

Little surfer, little one. Made my heart come all undone. Do you love me, do you surfer squirrel?

“And I thought they smelled bad on the outside!”

In the early days, Hogwarts wizards didn't have the technology to make hand-sized Golden Snitches.

Heyyyyy

“…You’re gonna regret, ‘cos I’m the best that’s ever been.”

One look at you and I can't disguise. I've got onion eyes. I feel the magic between you and I.

Beyond Beyond Thunderdome. Four creatures enter, one creature leaves.

Now that Lord Crawley was on his deathbed, Branson thought he would be given different blow jobs.

Upon seeing the bowl, Davis immediately regretted choosing hand number two.

Apollo often used his sweet ride to pick up the Ladies.

#SyphiliticNietzsche does not approve.

Neeeeeeeeeeerds!

Bungee jumping technology has come a long way.

It’s raining shit! Hallejulah! It’s raining shit! Amen!