Sweet land of Liberty

She sure looks a whole lot different without the toga. Actually, it looks as if Max Headroom and the Statue of Liberty had a child. (Yes, a Max Headroom joke.  Look it up.) But again, wearing the foam hat, or going shirtless, or the underwear, or, well, you get the point...one their own, they were not enough.  But together, ah yes, together they create a perfect Canal Fest storm.

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin'...

Alright people. Listen, we are so glad you are very comfortable with who you are.  That's just absolutely fantastic. But we, as a public service announcement, who like to make one thing clear. There are certain clothling items certain people should not wear. The PoCF staff does not walk around in thongs...well, at least in public. Why? Because nobody wants to see that.  Won't anybody think of the children!?

Thanks to Nic G. for his submission.

Weekend at Bernie's

Unlike the movie, we're betting when the music stops, he keeps going. However, like the movie, we're sure the party always seems to find him. Labatt draft kit, crazy party tenticle thingys...you know what, if he's handing out beer, we'll party with him. Maybe because we partly believe some crazy stuff could possibly happen by following this dude around.  Just like the movie! Party on!

Thanks to David K. for his submission.

Sexy Can I

Sexy...available...fabulous...priceless. We suppose it's easy to find your "sexiest pants" when they are labeled, oh so nicely for you. We do, however, have a few questions... One, did you buy the pants because you needed to match the shirt, or vice-versa? Two, what happens if you end up in a relationship? Can you not wear the pants anymore? Three, did the tag on the pants suggest an open back shirt, or did that happen because it was simply too damn hot? Four, who would win in a fight, the pants or Right Said Fred? And finally, who the hell would buy "sexy" pants that look like caution tape from a construction zone? Well, we know the answer to one of those.

Thanks for Jen P. for her submission.

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a...a bit of a gut...

Yes, thank you vigilant reader! Big ups to David K for sending in this one.  Not only for the picture, but finding out he calls himself, wait for it, Vapor Man! It is safe to say we are afraid to ask what his super power is. Releasing noxious fumes into the air rendering all within a ten foot radius unconscious. Using swamp gas to reflect the light from Venus off his suit to blind his opponent. Or, well, maybe something not so super...probably more along along the lines of being able to belch the alphabet in one shot. In either case, we have some advise. Now, as I look around the room, we are not the fittest of people. However, that being said, when choosing spandex, let's remember, that it doesn't hide much...or anything. Instead you look like a reject from a WWF D-Generation X skit from the late 90s. And if there was an emergency fifty feet away, something tells me Vapor Man would get winded running half that distance. At least have the decency to suck in the gut...unless you already are. In which case, maybe you should consider a gym, or possibly NOT DRESSING IN SPANDEX!

Thanks again to David K.