Friendly Joe:
That time the moon nutscaped the sun, with sunspots
Friendly Joe:
97.3%
Friendly Joe:
I'll just go out on a limb and guess that they could have come up with a solution that was easier to clean.
Friendly Joe:
What did you say? Coat the ashen remains of this formerly-angry hornet nest in clear acrylic lacquer? Yeah. Did that.
Friendly Joe:
Home of the McSsiahburger with Cheese
Friendly Joe:
Christmas in Kill-arney
Friendly Joe:
"That's what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown."
Friendly Joe:
1976 Cadillac Eldorado Biarritz with optional Reindeer Catcher
Friendly Joe:
When events 6,200 miles away find their way to your path
Friendly Joe:
Sunrise hornet hacienda
Friendly Joe:
When birds don't watch where they're goin'.
Friendly Joe:
Northern cinnabar polypore. Yeah. Don't eat 'em.
Friendly Joe:
When that leaf rustling sound is wild turkeys...
Friendly Joe:
You wouldn’t think there’d be wild turkeys in the forest preserves, but here they are. Saw them fly, too.
Friendly Joe:
Hot Dog! Hotdogger Brady wisely agreed to trade cars. The Wienermobile is mine now.
Friendly Joe:
I stick my tongue out at youuuu.
Friendly Joe:
Warn them not to stand so close to the confetti cannon next time. Check.
Friendly Joe:
What's this, then?
Friendly Joe:
Shine a light on bee
Friendly Joe:
I'd like to buy a vowel
Friendly Joe:
Bugsy McFlowerface surrendered after Lieutenant Bumble punched him in the stamen.
Friendly Joe:
Yarp. That's a faceful of butt pollen. Never mind how it got there.
Friendly Joe:
Special delivery
Friendly Joe:
Finally. First of the season.
Friendly Joe:
They only come out at night (unless it’s daytime).
Friendly Joe:
Wren sticks it to the man
Friendly Joe:
Good talk.
Friendly Joe:
Pleased to learn that he has syphilis, but can still play rugby.
Friendly Joe:
Because I remembered that you can shoot the on-camera strobe in the garden.
Friendly Joe:
Flasher
