Ahhh... happy September. The kids are back in school, the Pike is down a lane, and life is careening toward normalcy. Or, at the very least, Christmas.
For your viewing pleasure today:
Is this the best WORST commercial ever? We think so. (This is going to make you navigate to YouTube, but we figured we'd at least embed it here.)
No more java and no more juggs in Washington state. You'll have to put your top back on, ma'am.
Turns out these three weren't actually being held hostage by a kidnapper. They were just hallucinating. Ah, meth.