Stu Haack Creative Copywriting

I think this man should be added to the Broken Lizard club . . . The original gang that showed you that being a cop could be incredibly awesome.

Not My Grandma

And then the defense attorney turned toward the audience and asked, “Do you know that man?” (In reference to me)

And she said, “Yes, but don’t even get me started.”

Caution: I’m Gonna Throw Up

Seriously? I don’t know what to say about this. Let’s just review this low point in human evolution . . .

Memorable Quotes:

Just remember, you don’t need a pool for this breast stroking . . .

Who’s the best cat in the United States? It’s you Champ-a-damper. It’s you.

Your cat wants a massage. No lotions or oils needed.

Good for you. Use two hands to double your pleasure and double your fun.

Like the touch of a fairy.

Caution: Either they l...

According to the movie Funny People, cute, cuddle kittens are a great way to drive traffic to your website . . . but I’m not sure how true that is when you also have Jonah Hill pretending to be one of said kittens . . .

Give it a look . . .

So I’ve recently come across a new term for something me, my friends, and millions of other idiots, delinquents and otherwise unfortunate people have been practicing for years . . . maybe even centuries.

Urban dictionary describes a Photo Bomber as someone who either intentionally or unintentionally ruins an otherwise normal photo . . . the one posted above would likely fall under the latter option.

Here are a few more from photo-bombers.com:

Perfectly Timed Bomb

Canine Bomb

Cree...

Bill Brasky was!

That’s right everyone . . . I’ve had enough of Chuck Norris and his worthless antics.  We all know who the real hero is. And no, he never appeared on Walker Texas Ranger.

Bill Brasky is one of the greatest of all time . . . just listen as these guys tell you all about the man that once scissor-kicked Angela Lansbury.

To Bill Brasky!

The pinnacle of evolution.

The apex of humanity.

The culmination of existence.

The 400-pound woman “scootering” to the window at the Burger King drive-thru . . .

We’ve mastered effortless mobility and The Whopper.  What more could a young woman ask for?