The Caption the Avatar Above You Game

[SilkAMV]

What's that? Free candy? Hellz yeah!

[8bit_samurai]

np: Wagner - The ride of the Valkyries

[drewaconclusion]

Goku after his visit to Halloween Town...

[SilkAMV]

Smokin weed
Smokin weed
Doin coke
Drinkin beers
Drinkin beers beers beers

[CodeZTM]

Plastic surgery...

Didn't go well...

[drewaconclusion]

HEY DOUCHEBAG! GIMME BACK MY NOSE!

[8bit_samurai]

And now, we present to you a sneak peek at Dance 9.0.

[NS]

Where...did my power pole go?

[macchinainterna]

But doctor, I took the fish out of the shell.

[kenisama]

Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.