Chapotraphouse

It's been hours and I still can't help but burst into laughter each time I look at his face in this photo. It's just so fucking funny how empty his head is, like so much so that I simply can't imagine what it's like or relate to anyway. But this image so perfectly captures his complete lack of any coherent ideology or any other complex thoughts beyond pure distilled "this guy's a winner and he's being nice to me so now I love him" and that's more than enough to remind me, so it's like a punchline that never gets old.