1. Never give Bill alcohol. It makes him dance. 2. I don’t remember anything else. Just, for the love of God, don’t give Bill alcohol.
1. Never give Bill alcohol. It makes him dance. 2. I don’t remember anything else. Just, for the love of God, don’t give Bill alcohol.
from candyaddicted, a gallery that ought to have been called “When CosPlay Attacks”: i especially like the woman behind the cosplayer, on her immediate left, with the completely “WTF?” expression. that sums it up well, i think.
blair, curse him, points out a new and worthwhile way i am tempted to spend money: this bookcase would fit perfectly in the blank spot between my stereo shelf and my desk, and i was just shopping yesterday (and being dissatisfied with the selection) for a shelf to put my reference materials on, over by […]
given me by a friend: he adds, “that’s not us, by the way.” good to know! him: our plan is to feed the campus squirrels protein and steroids me: too expensive. i like the peanut on a string approach him: well, the steriods would go along with our ‘nut suit’.. so that we can make […]
i’m not so certain that this requires commentary. Our child long pimp daddy suit costume comes with panne jacket & matching pants. Pimp hat is sold seperately. you couldn’t fucking spell “separately” right? well, fuck you, then.