Damn terrorist aren't even trying to hide their missles anymore.

Spinners on the TV for racing games? These guys really need to get laid.

Guys love chicks. Chicks love weiners.

In my day we just drank beer and partied, woodshop was not a requirement.

Tony Danza just chilling at the bar.

Condom Pinata?  Every girl with a bat's wet dream.

Just when we were about to lose the game, Poole goes and does something like this and TOTALLY REDEEMS HIMSELF.

...and the Assman felt the bitter defeat after almost beating 2/3 of the legendary Team Omega.

Beer? Women? Karaoke is inevitable.

Some horny chick who wanted a piece of the Omega sandwich.

I knew Baby Bear liked pitchin in the mud, but I thought he was talking about something else..

Softball, it's FANTASTIC.

Asbestos pipes dripping into my beer. Yum.

We honked, but sadly noone came out.

This ass blocked my pic of the Flag Guy.  If you see her on the road, hit her.