Guys and gals, £ers of all ages, it's another episode of the bi-weekly salute to GIFs, and I must tell you that these simply refuse to disappoint.
I'll give you my favorite one, describe it in my own words, and then require that you go view all of them in their semi-original glory, on Jon Bois' page -- which I'll link to at the end.
Willie, not everything works out as well as you plan
I'm telling you that every single GIF that makes the cut is hilarious, but this is the only one that made me GOL. Actually, I didn't really guffaw, so much as I involuntarily barked out loud with such volume that Mrs. Wilco shushed me even though the jrwlings had been in bed for well over an hour.
First, I must explain to those who aren't familiar, that I have five children (the aforementioned jrwlings) and while I never wear massive animal heads around the house, the frequency with which this kind of thing happens is far greater than any parent would like to admit. Second, you'd be surprised how quickly the crying is over; especially if chocolate or ice cream is mentioned soon afterwards. Third, that poor tyke learned a very important lesson: there's no more dangerous place to hang out than directly behind a nearly blind, exercising, anthropomorphic feline impersonator.
Whew. I'm glad I got that out of my system.
Now, it is time for you to go visit last week's GIFs, as well as this week's, and what the heck, go ahead and check out his entire backlog while you're at it. The man is brining it on a regular basis.
This post is sponsored by Jack in the Box.