The rest of the photos.
Catching Ernie by surprise, rocket men from the moon pay him a visit.
Bob sits back in preparation for his jetpack blast tanning session.
“I wish I knew where I left my last cigarette…”
“Well, dude, there’s your problem!”
“As the firemen unzipped in preparation for their novel new approach to extinguishing fires, Bernie wondered when he had last had the guttering repaired…”
“As the firemen prepared to retrieve Conan’s charred remains from the bedroom, David Letterman tried to look nonchalent”
I think I smell something burning…
Bob wondered if the joint was making him hallucinate.
He decided it was.
“This neighborhood just isn’t the same since the Buck Rogers moved in.”
All neel. Teh ceiling cat is burnin insenz. Iz Catlick u kno.
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