Photos of...

... random shit that don't fuckin' GO together.




Here, we have Domo Kun, Grouchy Smurf, a Goombah and a 12oz of Yuengling.
... and 2 pairs Adidas, one (shoe, not pair) Puma, one Nike as well, for those keeping score at home.

One hour, 38 minutes til game time

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