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You know, that’s true.
Don’t be gay!
Arr, it be too late to be saying that, matey.
Either my psychic powers are acting up again, or this is a repost.
Somehow, I find the psychic powers more likely.
What problem, gay pirates?
Fun thing to do at restaurants with pictures in the menus – Look for all the errors made in photoshopping (i’ve seen objects visible through curved glass that have been cropped from the picture), and try to figure out how they rigged the item being photographed (ex, elmer’s glue being used in place of milk). Friendlies is particularly bad.
It looks like none when on your plate? What does none look like??
Notice that bit on the Y axis that reads “Level of Appeal”
The point of the Y axis is to explain the result of the variable, not to reitterate the title of the graph. This is why you should read the graph correctly before commenting.
This kind of thing is why the came up with “My Food Looks Funny”. It’s here on Cheezburger. At the bottom. Under the “LOL” column.
I never go out to eat with my neighbor. He’s a pedophile. His food does not look good.
I once told the waitress to give my tip to the photographer of the menu…
I once told the waitress to give my tip to the photographer of the menu…She laughed and said, “You don’t understand who they thought I was supposed to be.” Then the newspaper taxis appeared on the shotre waiting to take her away…
It was surreal, to say the least…