This one totally reminds me of tacos. Hmm. Tacos. I mean, sofas are essentially unedible tacos. Stuff in the cracks. Or people sitting in them. Cannibal tacos.

This is so true. All that endless fiber they're downing. All those beans and meat substitutes (made of beans). Vegetarians cause global warming, if you know what I mean.

I guess they've been gay for a while, but are they demonic now too? How do those two concepts work together?

until you grab a hunk of that thermonuclear sun.

This one is making me hungry too. All I can think about is a good barbecued rib sauce.

...or something like that.

I can't figure it out, but this one somehow makes me want to fire up the old chainsaw.

Yum. I love venison.

Is it just my messed up, twisted, illicit-substance-persuaded mind, but is that little gardener guy gardening in the buff?

This shirt is totally offensive! It's yet another example that our horse-centric history was written by the Man without any thought for the elephant. You see? The elephant is last, as always, hanging onto the tail of the colonial imperialist horse, which is ridden by the Man wielding a modern weapon, while the elephant rider merely has some kind of shish-kebab stick.