Googly Eye Pictures

“Hey, pal, you got a problem with me!?”

“Yeah, I know my head’s blocking your view of the logo, and I don’t care…”

“Hey, why should I care that you can’t read the title of the magazine?  Figure it out on your own, Einstein.”

“And you’ll never know what cool image my body is covering up.  Guess you’ll just have to use your imagination, dumbass…”

Here we see a patch of larval fritos, freshly hatched in their nest.

Almost immediately after hatching the little fellows are preyed upon.  In this case, by a pack of wild hands.

Many young fritos are lost but there is strength in numbers.  While many are eaten, many more will survive.

Soon the fritos must move out of their nest and across the table top to their spawning grounds.

Many more of the fritos will die in this perilious journey across the kitchen table, but enough will make it back to their spawning grounds to perpetuate the species.  Thus, the circle of life.

Right now, this is how I feel about the makers of Plesk and their auto-updater program which just crippled my server:

Translation: I don’t care for them.  I am thinking about taking Plesk off of the server and managing my websites manually from now on, thank you very much.

Woah, Mr. CD Player, you’re not looking so good…

You look like you might… UH OH!!!  Wait, Not in the living room!

“URFFFHFH!”

“BLAAAUGHGHGGH!!!!”

Don’t worry, kids, Mr. CD Player felt better after throwing up, slept off his hangover, and was playing stolen MP3s by sunrise.

“Hey, Bernie, wouldya lookit that!?”

“Oh Peter, that young punk is drivin way to fast.  Someone oughta tell him to slow down…”

“HEY SLOW DOWN YA NO GOOD PUNK!  ARE YA TRYIN TA KILL SOMEONE!?!?”

“That’s tellin ‘em!   I don’t think he heard ya though.  Next time shout a little louder, maybe a little closer to my ear, ya yutz…”

“Oh, hello there!  I wasn’t expecting company.  Please come closer, mortal.”

“Yes, yes, I am sure you have lots of questions about why I am perching on top of the world.”

“No, do not worry.  It is no problem.  I will move along in good time.  I am just getting some sun.  I may be one of the gods but I am cold-blooded after all.”

“Did I destroy your village accidentally?  My apologies, dear mortal.  Cycle of life and death, you know.  Now if you’ll escuse me I need to go into solar hibernation for one thousand years.  Good night!”

Earlier this year I planted a bunch of googly eyes in my front yard.

They just blossomed this weekend!  Aren’t they beautiful?

I am thinking about giving some of these googly flowers to a certain lady I admire…

… but what should the card read?  “I only have eyes for you”, perhaps?  Or maybe, “Here’s lookin’ at you, kid”.

This guinness had such a good head it had eyes!

Not only crispier, but also googlier…

Police all around the area have been alerted to the presence of the Googly Gang, the newest street gang menace.

They’re responsible for bank robberies and stick-ups all across our great nation.

Chaos and danger follow them where ever they go, always fleeing the scene in a hail of bullets.

If any of these dangerous men are seen, please call the local authorities and do not try to detain them yourself.

We repeat: Do not aproach them or try to detain them at any cost.