We put wigs on the statues to make them look like Mitt Romney.
I’m having second thoughts about this threesome.
I don’t want to have sex with all these people in our bedroom.
I’m a flying turtle!
I have a complaint.
Please get a smaller journal.
There’s a giant sea serpent in our swimming pool.
Here’s a picture of me in women’s underwear.
We put these skeletons together to make it look like they’re dancing.
You turned into a couch.
There’s a UFO right behind us.
Your ass is fucking huge.
We’re headless praying mantises.
I’m turning into a goat.
Did you feel that?
We’re being invaded, Gary.
Our living room corn stalks are coming in nicely.
It’s a bummer that my last patient got murdered on my couch.
We have bikes instead of wings.
Has the giant bird laid any eggs?
And this is our guillotine.
I’m wearing a fake mustache.
I have a stomachache — probably from eating all this stone.
They look surprised to see alligators riding the subway.
There’s a hippo in our living room.
Stop carving yourself into the hedges — it’s weird.
The doctors say it can’t be removed.
This one’s not in the field guide.
These people are delicious.
Gary won’t shut the fuck up.
Our smiley face flag isn’t very intimidating.