The Pathmark To Hell is Paved With Target Intentions

 

*Whew* You discarded it just in time. That thang fugly.

 

Nothing pays tribute to Whitney Houston quite like a discarded lollipop.

 

 Lock jaw?

 

Personally, I don't see what the buzz is about Nicki Minaj, paper towels or toy garbage trucks.

 

Nothing says "WELCOME" like a terrifying sculpture of a frog wielding an axe.

 

Neither Trayvon Martin nor parmesan cheese belong here.

 

I don't know what an "Ask The Unicorn" button is, but I don't think it belongs near pet food.

 

"I am Five Iron Man!"

Lazy, sad, and imitation.

Concrete Was Scared By A Goose.

Concrete was scared by a goose.


Manhole cap did nothing to help him.


Potpourri burner was appalled.


Elevator corner was angry.


Hand dryer didn't give a shit.


Dog sweater didn't understand what the big deal was.


Slippers yelled at him for not being brave enough.


Loaf of bread fell asleep.


Then next thing you know, concrete got scared by a crane.