That last line should end with:
NOW HERE IS MAMBO NUMBER FIVE, ON REPEAT!

These should be the Level Bosses in an RPG about a hair styling salon.

Call it like the old hair styling magazine from Spain, I think the name was Llongueras, I have NO idea what the word means but that double-L from Spanish is striking:
Lluvia, Llano, Llegar, Llave, Llama, Llorar…
any of these could begin with Y, they are unused words or vacant spots in the language, devoid of meaning:
Yuvia, Yano, Yegar, Yave, Yama, Yorar…

Anyway… Anton Chigurh hair, baby, yeah!
Anton Chigurh is the final boss! Cutting his hair then suddenly a coin starts flipping!

What an electrifying post!

I hate Istanbul. You know why?
Because it’s too far away from me!

I mean… here I am, willing, able,
rearing to go, locked and loaded
so to speak… and there it is…
it decided to plop down its’ rear,
its’ fat lazy ass, on the opposite,
far side of the freakin’ world.

I mean… the nerve of this city!
What does it want from me, to
remain as far away as possible?
Well I’ll tell ya, it’s succeeding,
and doing a bang up job at it, too!

EDIT: that goes for you, too, Tokyo!

Sure, I’ll tell ya what the secret is… tomorrow.

THERE’S GOT TO BE A BETTER WAY!!!

What was the name of an old subreddit or meme concept with different Gifs of 90s infomercials?

EDIT: was it something like “You Don’t Surf”?

Milwaukei, an old Algonquin word meaning “The Good Land”.

Gotta admit I always enjoy these meta-costumes, visual puns.

Nice touch that all three images have H2O in the background.
EDIT: That was the name of the album.

Pooh thinking all about Bone Hurting Hunny.

And if the sun don’t come
you get a tan from
standing in the English rain

GANEZ!

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I feel you, man. Any image that I don’t remember seeing before 2022 gets an asterisk from me, and I hate having to do that.
And even then, before AI there were two decades of Photoshop, but the current stream of synthetic tripe is like a fireman’s hose, and now even with videos.

Avocado toast! And how would you like your eggs on top?
The guy looks at you as if why do you even need to ask?
Poached, of course! Transmitted by a duh stare, telepathic.

EDIT: The plate is served, and the hipster stares at you again,
through thin-rim glasses and delicately groomed mustache.
You forgot the asparagus spears!

Uh oh… better call Jake From State Farm, watch them fight it out
like the Polish people did in the 70s, with the Catholic Church
and the Communist Party, a battle royale that left citizens alone
relatively speaking for a Soviet satellite state nation at the time,
then suddenly, up from the Teamsters, Lech Walesa popped out!

For too many people, admitting being wrong and a hate-filled savage clothes-wearing monkey, so easy to manipulate and they fell right in like a mindless idiot… is a fate as bad as death.

You can’t make this shit up, nobody would believe you.
It’s like a cartoon inside a cartoon, like layers upon layers of ugly, low status stereotypes that exist for a reason.

No thanks, I’d rather pop talkcorn.

What would Mant do?
You know, the ant with human powers.
Build a colony, perhaps.