Bicep Enthusiast Gifts

So that's it? I've tweeted a risque photo of my bicep. What happens next? We wait for the outpouring. I'm ready. Bring on the outrage. C'mon media! Let's hear your disgust that some old man would brazenly send such a lascivious photo. Then, with the world looking at me, I'll astound them with my idea of a universal health care system! Wait. Wait. Not yet. it's time for my first nap of the day. Can we do this later? What? Zzzzz. Best way for this to end.

At home with the Bones...one skeleton yells at the dog chewing his leg, 'now cut that out!'

It's our new twin-handle beer mug. It's for manly, two-fisted drinkers, as well as weaklings like you who can't lift it with one hand.

"Homosapius amorius... the common lovebirds."

'He's our new Bone Specialist!'

"Well, the alternative would be to use your social media accounts to promote toothlessness."

Unbeknownst to most, dogs are actually greedy bastards searching for gold,

'Man. Piltdown Man.'

'Well, isn't this nice? Three generations all sitting down together.'

"This old bike of mine has sure lost some if its speed over the years."

Superman Going On Vacation.

"Can't stop watching. That ribbon is amaaazing..."

Kid Hints To Santa That He Wants A Bicycle For Christmas

Grim Reaper Snack Bar

'Took calcium supplements for years without paying for them.'

Body Building

Computer neck.

'Here are the safety manuals you wanted'

'Maybe I should change this thing more often...'

'Let me handle this. I'm an orthopedic specialist.'

"Every time you lick your teeth, you taste your skeleton."

"I'm dating an Olympic gymnast!"

"We need to put in more bones."

"At first, Dwayne's gymnastic prowess had mesmerized Sarah, but now she longed for more..."

"And everything from my dig is brought here where it's identified, classified, interpreted, and the eaten."

"Chapter three: Homo erectus and the practical use of bones..."

'Higgins, control yourself and sit down!'

Joint Replacement Specialist has 3 boxes on desk: "Hip", "Hip", "Hooray."

Spring Cleaning

Man riding a bike frame with a cat and a dog attached to harnesses where the wheels would normally be

"Oh no, it's the Grim Streaker."

Ted never got used to hitchhikers on November 2nd, the Day of the Dead.

"Sorry, but that's a road racing bike. I'm a mountain bike specialist."

"No more car-rides for me: He's gone all green, sold his car, bought a bike and uses public transports..."

Bike Wash