I ran into this dude at the comedy store in LA and he fucking stunk like a bum and he had the same outfit on
On second thought, put the bag back on.
“Changing your clothes is for the docile masses. Or anyone not trying too hard to make a point. Or anyone who cares about anything at all ever. I’m sorry I’m not like you.”
Someday they’re gonna find this guy dead in his apartment surrounded by Beanie Babies, German pornography, 658 empty bottles of YooHoo and an industrial freezer full of his own semen.
His paper bag is in the suitcase.
Can we agree to never, ever, ever click his photos so they stop posting them?
I can’t believe he plagiarized Murray Langston.
That locked briefcase has stolen screenplays in it.
The suitcase must be for his pillow because he wears the same stinky-ass outfit every day.
I think he’s starting to slowly realize that his Uncle Eddy was molesting him and not playing GI Joe.
Not pictured – the elderly traveler screaming “that hobo stole my suitcase!”
Clearly, that’s a suitcase bomb. And he’s threatening the NYPD. Can we get him onto a terrorist watch list?
what a fucking idiot
Hey, everybody, LOOK! It’s that guy — what’s his name — who isn’t famous anymore, going to Some-Place-or-Other which nobody knows how to find, nor do they give a flying fuck. At least I THINK that’s him. After all, it’s not like he’s famous.
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