A tiger walks into a liquor store…there’s no punchline here.
Is that… a frisbee?
He just wants to play catch
What I love is that it obviously takes the person at the counter a few seconds to process that that is in fact a tiger.
Like, you kinda see their brain going “dog, nope, cat, big cat, big cat with stripes, SHIT, tiger!!!”
And the two people who go dashing out with the distinctive “I have just encountered an unexpected tiger SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT” run.
I feel sad for the tiger, he’s just looking for someone to play with him and everyone keeps running away from him.
I’ve jsut spent far too long watchhing this. The second customer to run out even looked like he dropped his wallet.
You must be the best judge of your own happiness.
—Jane Austen, Emma (via observando)