Here are six of the worst offenders:
Really? You can't identify wood? If that's the case, maybe you're not ready to be... uh... looking under the leaves.
That uncertain feeling you're feeling is sexual harassment, you pervert.
I'm not entirely sure what game these animals are playing, but the rooster up front doesn't seem like a happy camper. I bet he wishes he was wearing underwear.
I have no idea what this book is about, or what the title is supposed to mean, but I can definitely say this: whatever's in Satan's burger, please God, I don't want it.
This one is just... unfortunate.
Though, I can't help but wonder: does poo harden or melt when you bake it?