Shit, Beluccio!

"I could have had a V-8!"


Grazie a La Soledad del Disenador de Fondo

Clueless Ambition

Then it hit Dorothy. The tall, handsome man was Marcello Basalduani, the Italian director. She had spurned the very man who could foster the career she burned for.


Luckily, though, she could still see the swelling in the crotch of his Armani slacks. All was not lost.


Many Thanks to Atompunk

Mr. Bacciagaloop In Pre-School Land

Mr. Bacciagaloop was out driving his truck looking for salvage in the Goomba neighborhoods, when all of a sudden the landscape changed radically. Everywhere he looked, he could find nothing that would challenge the understanding of most four-year-olds. He exited his vehicle and walked around the place, slack-jawed. Although startled by it all, he felt like he had come home at last.


Much Obliged to You Can't Piss On Hospitality