Huh. Guess I’ve got some vision loss.

Here’s a good write-up of it. It’s pretty hilarious.

Fuckin’ yikes, man. Real edgy 15-year-old energy here.

Here’s a version with the labels still in it:

Maybe they were just quiet quitting.

Better a martyr than a president.

You can’t spell manslaughter without laughter.

Bro, it ain’t 4/20 anymore.

Those shorts allow him to take an incredibly wide stance.

I love that “poop with friends” is in a different ink than “poop alone”, and that the frowny face is in different ink than the smiley face, suggesting that this was a collaborative effort between multiple people over an unknown period of time.

Carpet does NOT match the drapes.

It’s a cat toy. They didn’t have laser pointers back then.

Yay! I love copaganda! Show me some pictures of cops playing basketball with a group of “urban”-looking youths!