3 months later, the can crusher sat alone in a bar. It was a snowy morning in Toronto, as news spread about a raccoon who had gained a memorial earlier on the streets. The can crusher took a sip of his coffee and opened a newspaper. He scoured for a job offering, then saw there was an opening at stuck pixel. The can crusher got the job, and as he moved up the stuck pixel ladder, he became known by a different name. Three years later, the former can crusher runs funny pics primarily. What was his nickname, you ask? *whispers* the reposter.
@Tenno, it's all coming together!!
@Tenno, I didn't realise this was a repost!! I dishonour my family!!
@Tenno, and in charge of approving uploads.
You my friend, you got a gift!!!
Smoke meth. You can't be sad that way
These joke make me "pop" my lid
@Alliance, Hello, fellow Northerner...I assume?
Okay dad take it easy.
To keep in the soda pun spirit: A guy got hit in the head with a can of soda...he's lucky it was a soft drink. Ha-ha bedtime for me
*Ba dum tis*
Since when did my father get this app.
It was too much pressure