Big Masters Pillows

So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The dalai lama, himself, Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald...striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a 10,000-foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? 'Gunga galunga...gunga, gunga-galunga,' So we finish the 18th and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, 'Hey Lama, hey, how about a little something. you know, for the effort, you know?' And he says, 'Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.' So I got that going for me, which is nice.

Based on the drugstore brand beer Big Flats.

Another great illustration from renowned artist Paul Cemmick's Country Music Artists Collection

Introverted But Willing To Discuss Golf

Alexa, play despacito

You look and you know who's in charge! You don't have to follow the rules, you can make them yourself. After all, who's going to mess with you?

PeeWee He-man Mashsup/What IF..

Peewee Herman - Heman Mashup

Catchin’ that peacock bass is a fisherman’s dream.