2. "You know how I can tell you're gay? 'Cos you're naked and you're humping a tree."
3. The Patriot Guard had 'em treed, and two of 'em brought chainsaws to finish the job.
4. Seconds after this photo was taken, Free Waterfall fell butt-crack first on a penis-shaped cactus.
5. "No, not yet, I only said they smelled ripe."
Best of racerboy
Mabel!!! Get me the sprayer!! Looks like that dayum hippie infestation is back!
Best of the paperboy
I's gots four of 'em treed raght chere! Brang up th' shotgun Cletus, we's havin' moonbat tonaght.
Best of Submariner
ORA: I can't help it. I look at this pic and all I can think about is Hoggle spraying the pixies...
Best of sonicfrog
Hey, why do you think they're called "fruits" anyway!
Best of Submariner
Consultants be damned - I ain't goin after no "low hangin' fruuit!"
Best of mo fo
Ahhh, springtime in Berkeley: birds chirping, children playing, and nuts in the trees.
Best of Anonymous
Can a tree get AIDS?
Best of Tomslick
Oh Billy, assholes don't grow on trees.
But Dad, But Dad.
Best of Son Of The Godfather
I think that I shall never see,
A billboard lovely as a...
Oh... nevermind.
Hat tip: Sondra K
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I think this is taking carbon-offsets a tad too far.
(with apologies to Billie Holiday)
Berkeley trees bear strange fruit
Flesh on the leaves
Flesh at the root
Hippie bodies swinging in the bay breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the old oak trees
Archer Daniels Midland's test site for the new pesticide "Hippy B Gone."
Wally looked up as he passed through the oak grove and remarked "Looks like I picked the wrong day to stop sniffing glue."
Nothin' to be seein' here, folks. Just the Krazy Kos Kids BEIN' the Krazy Kos Kids, please to be movin' along...
Minus, of course the standard mindless invective rant...
Mabel!!! Get me the sprayer!! Looks like that dayum hippie infestation is back!
There is unrest in the forest
The creatures all have fled
For the Maples Scream Oppression
And the Oaks just shake their head...
and drop moonbats on the ground!!
I's gots four of 'em treed raght chere! Brang up th' shotgun Cletus, we's havin' moonbat tonaght.
"You can burn 'em out or you can shoot 'em out" said the pest control agency.
What a shame, not a looker in the bunch.
ORA:
I can't help it. I look at this pic and all I can think about is Hoggle spraying the pixies...
"The view was heavenly, but the splinters were devine."
Hey, why do you think they're called "fruits" anyway!
Riffing on SonicFrog's cap:
This is one time that Consultants be damned - I ain't goin after no "low hangin' fruuit!"
Note to self: Do Not Attempt To Climb That Tree... EVER!!!
Ver Word: fkkaas
Ahhh, springtime in Berkeley: birds chirping, children playing, and nuts in the trees.
Taking tree hugging to the next level.
Sully’s orchard was the pride of the gay community.
You and the smarmy pundits in your pocket - those who bathe in the moisture of your soiled and blood-soaked underwear - can take that noise and shove it.
Fruit and nut season is upon us.
Can a tree get AIDS?
Oh Billy, assholes don't grow on trees.
But Dad, But Dad.
Moon Unit and the gang heard about the "crotches" in the old oak and went to the next level...
Hippie 1: I'm thirsty.
Hippies 2: I'm hungry.
Hippie 3: I could hump a tree.
I can't believe we actually need a law prohibiting "tree rape".
Hippies: "No War for Oil!"
SOTG: "Witness the awesome power of fire, tree-fuckers."
I think that I shall never see,
A billboard lovely as a...
Oh... nevermind.
"Mommy, how come the Eucalyptus smells like ass?"
Performance fart.
Steve O
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