Archive for October, 2010

26
Oct
10

Poetry Slams


I think we have the same mom, except mine would just say “when you get a good job you should get that fixed” then she’d go get her own surgery.

one of my all time fav. slams.

Another one that is great, she’s really awesome

 

25
Oct
10

I get the best spam email because of this blog


You really got the guts to break up with me over email,bitch??!?!

Tell you what! I just made a nice compilation of your/our best scenes and put it up for download on (Insert spam link to porn site)
Oh and btw: This email just went out to your parents. I bet they didn’t know you’re into dirty stuff like this.

Cheers!
Your ex bf

Yup, I got that this morning, along with about 57823457 other wordpress bloggers I’m sure, the email list was LONG! I of course didn’t click the link, I have no need to see some porn that will infect my computer for years to come. I just think how odd it is that someone went through blog after blog collecting emails to send this weird bit of spam to! Def. the funniest spam I’ve ever gotten by far! Never seen anything remotely close to this in my inbox. Usually it’s the typical nigerian money scams, or normal spam that attempts to get me to shop on their site, but this was  a first… ah… blogging, what fun.

22
Oct
10

Technology hates me


 

It's good to read I'm not the only one this phone hates, it has serious issues and will undergo water therapy in the lake this weekend!

Last night my phone crapped out. It’s always had issues, I mean, the fact that after every 44th text message sent you have to turn it off and back on again has always been a pain in the ass, and an issue Samsung has known about since it’s been on the market. But apparently they now also know that the touch screen dies leaving the users files lost and gone forever. There is no fix for it, you can’t recalibrate, the whole screen is off an inch! So the little dial, contacts, and messaging buttons are of no use to you since they are so low on the screen. I couldn’t get into my menu to do anything. I finally gave up and so did the att rep. Goodbye Samsung! Hello LG!

New LG Encore

So this is what I got. It’s smaller, touch screen (which takes some getting use to). ATT has decided that the data I use for my unlimited data plan currently isn’t the same data as an android or iphone uses, so I have to pay more $15 more a month and have limited data if I want to switch to one of those phones? Uh, how about no, how about I buy a jail broken one, put my sim card in it, and just use the frickin unlimited data? Jerks. Same data! Same exact data, they just don’t want to allow me to have one of those phones on unlimited data because I’ll use a hell of a lot more! So pisses me off really bad! But for now, I have this little thing, if it can last a year, I’ll get an android and just pop my sim card in it and they can kiss my ass.

 

Speaking of how much technology hates me, I’ve had to refresh this page and every web page 3 times in the last 10 minutes. I’m thinking I may want to just turn everything off for the rest of the day and open a book! Why do I seem to have “bad technology” days? Really? Is it possible to just have days where every electronic someone owns to go haywire on them? Cause it happens to me A LOT! I’m waiting for the next item to break. GPS? Car? Computer is new, it better not, oh… I know! my Router! ha! I beat that game, I have a back up router! IN YOUR FACE TECHNOLOGY! okay, maybe I shouldda whispered that, and then knocked on some wood, or er, something. That was just bad karma wasn’t it? Crap, my car is next isn’t it? Yup, it’s the weekend, so whatever breaks will be something I have to wait to fix till Monday. FML.

 


20
Oct
10

howl


It just seems appropriate this time of year. Fall makes me feel so savage. I think I’ll go run into the woods and howl with the coyotes.

17
Oct
10

My favorite time of year


This is my actual back door

It’s surely no surprise to anyone that this is my favorite time of year for a reason? I’ve had a vampire costume of some sorts for the last 15 years and this year is no different. I suppose vampires have become less frightening and more mainstream since the release of twilight, but I assure you, I am no glittering fangless daywalking vampire. This year, I am The Vampire Queen of Louisiana Sophie-Anne. I will post a picture of my costume once it’s on, it’s amazing, it’s totally her style. I found the neatest unadvertised vintage store over the weekend, I will be going back for some other great finds soon. I am going to a huge bar crawl the Sat. before Halloween, which is where I’ll wear this costume. The night of Halloween I have different goals however.

I love scaring kids

The night of the holiday, I will be dressing up as the blood thirsty, just dug my way out of the ground, vampire. I will be hiding in the shadows as all the props and silly Halloween stuff will distract them the other way and after they get their candy and turn around, I’ll be standing there, smiling a fangy smile and saying nothing. I love terrorizing children. Don’t get your panties in a bunch, I strictly go for the older kids, little ones, I just stay hidden unless I know them, and then they run over and hug me anyway since they know my plan and totally ruin my fun. Little ones aren’t usually scared anyway since they haven’t had the fortune of watching scary movies yet, it’s the 8 and up crowd that know to be scared, especially the teenagers, they are the most fun. We are thinking of having someone on the roof too, someone to drop fake blood splats on the sidewalk just behind them, loud enough they can hear it and turn around to see what it is.

It warms my cold black heart, just thinking about some bratty teenagers that can’t even bother to wear a costume running pissing their pants from me. Of course, one will think he’s smart and come back for me, with eggs, or blood, or something gross. It’s cool, I’m all good with it. Since nothing really grosses me out, this should bother them even more, and I have no problem chasing them down the road without making a sound.

But besides the whole terrorizing people aspect of the season, I really love the fall. I hate being hot all summer, sweating, humid, stickiness. The only way I find it tolerable is if I can lay on a beach where there is enough wind to keep me dry. But even then, I prefer the night. I love that this time of year, I get more night. I like it dark. Darkness is when it gets quiet where I live, the wind picks up, the air is cooler, it’s easier to breathe, it’s just peaceful. I think it’s similar to my love of rain. Which we get more of this time of year, and it’s cold rain, it doesn’t feel gross and sticky outside after. I wish I could live where it was fall all year. Minus the ragweed of course, that stuff just needs to die before I really go on a murderous rampage and light every weed along the side of the road on fire!

If anyone has any ideas of ways to further terrorize the children, please let me know. My friend giving out candy is a dead fairy… I’m a hungry vampire, who killed her, and another friend will hopefully just be dead on the roof dropping things to gross them out. Blood, worms, that kind of thing. But I’m working on other free and or very cheap ways to scare a lot of kids. It’s a huge neighborhood, TONS of kids, so be creative.

13
Oct
10

Impressive, I know


Yes, I’m bored at work, this is what I do when I’m bored at work.

You think that’s badass?

That’s right!

This is just a travesty, we all know my devotion to BEING the Velociraptor, and now I only last one minute and 16 seconds… they clearly didn’t ask ME the right questions. There is no way this is correct. I’d beat that dino’s ass!

13
Oct
10

Less now costs more?


 

I think we actually use to have these same chairs in the kitchenette

 

I was raised on beef, chicken, pork and everything normal Americans eat. All the fat bad for you recipes never made me obese though until I was much older, well, I was never “obese” in the clinical sense, my BMI was around 28 however at one point and over 25 is considered overweight. I lived on fast food, I was working full time plus going to school full time, I’m so glad that part of my life is over, it’s not good for anyone to cram so much into so little time, and I could have planned things better, gotten a hour less sleep, to prepare proper meals and saved myself a lot of money at the fat Dr. But over the years I’ve found something interesting happening, a new trend that probably makes it harder for people in this country to stay healthy, even with somewhat healthy eating habits.

We now add unhealthy things to perfectly healthy food. Natural foods like fruits and vegetables are covered in pesticides and preservatives, picked before their ripe date and sprayed with chemicals that both ripen and preserve at the same time to provide us with things long out of season from far away. Meat is injected with sodium and other chemicals after slaughter, before slaughter it’s fed antibiotics and hormones to increase growth so the seller can get more money and we can enjoy crazy large portions. At what cost? Somehow, all of these additions cost LESS than buying the product with none. What is truly natural is now a specialty item called “organic” and costs more? Smaller chicken breasts, advertise “No hormones or antibiotics ever”. Guess what… chickens have NEVER been fed hormones, that’s a marketing gimmick to get you to pay more. Go buy organic free range grass fed ground beef and make a burger, I dare you. If you were born before the 1980’s and remember what meat tasted like before hormones, antibiotics, and preservatives, you will have a beefy flashback of flavor. It’s amazing how good it tastes. Not only that, if you buy ground beef from Walmart vs. a grocer who grinds their own fresh daily, note the subtle differences there as well. Walmart adds chemicals to the outer surface of the beef to keep it pink, yummy isn’t it?

 

This is NOT cute! This is sad and unacceptable!

Why can I make a hamburger at home with 80/20 beef and it has 15 grams of fat and 230 calories. Add bun and cheese and condiments as I do, you get up to 20 grams of fat and 500 calories for a good sized hamburger. Lets face it, a good hamburger has to use 80/20 beef, you can save that 93/7 crap for tacos, spaghetti, and other ground beef dishes, burgers are best greasy. Go to Hardee’s and get 57 grams of fat and 850 calories! For a burger! How do you manage that exactly? I see this across the board at resturants since when friends ask me to eat out I look at the menu online to see what they have that I can eat instead of rubbing it directly on my thighs. I’m always astonished at the foods that should be the most healthy, low calorie, nutritious choices are higher than the greasy burger. How do you make angel hair pasta with diced tomatoes, chicken, and a little parmesean 1172 calories and 29 grams of fat???? Oh, that’s right, you toss the pasta in BUTTER! Why on earth would anyone do this? It’s not necessary at all, it would taste just as wonderful, if not better minus the butter! In fact, the butter and fat content of this meal upsets my stomach. There is little in the TGIFridays menu I can eat, the two “healthy” options they have are so disgusting they are not edible. I usually end up munching a few chips and salsa and sticking with booze, at least they can’t add butter to that right?

 

Can you believe you put this in your body? Credit to the full article if you clicky.

 

We have infected our food supply with so many artificial preservatives and chemicals it’s amazing there aren’t more complaints of illness. Then there is the latest and greatest about how McD’s doesn’t decompose like other foods, real foods… gross. How can McDonalds claim “McDonald’s hamburger patties in the United States are made with 100% USDA-inspected ground beef,” Riley wrote. “Our hamburgers are cooked and prepared with salt, pepper and nothing else — no preservatives, no fillers…” Really, how do you explain the unique flavor that ONLY McDonalds hamburgers have? NO seasonings? Come on now, do you really expect the public to believe that? Surely someone out there has taken a burger from there to be analyzed in a lab before right? I’d love to get my hands on those results! Rumors when I was in college were that it was made from vaginal meat of the cow which is why it has such a different texture. That wasn’t quite enough to gross me out to tell the truth, meat is meat when it’s cooked. But when it’s not meat, and it doesn’t rot like any organic substance, cooked or uncooked, well… that is a different story entirely.

 

Is anyone surprised by these numbers? I love the Swedish... oh wait, I'm swedish, I guess I love myself.

 

I don’t understand how we add chemicals that cost MORE money, yet the raw ingredients, minus chemicals to make your own version cost more? A normal tomato right now costs about $2.00 a lb. depending where you buy it, while an organic tomato is around $3.50 a lb, and it has NO pesticides. So it’s minus a costly chemical… and costs more, because….??? is anyone seeing how crazy this is? How ridiculous fad based we are as a society? I’ve been saying for months we should be more like the Swedish, what can I say, I love my people, I think they have gotten so much right over the last few centuries. It’s a good society that has figured out the best things in life. Sorry, tangent… So anyway, Organic foods are the “premium” food now, not the norm. Wait what? Food, in it’s natural state is premium, aka. above average? How did that happen folks? Food with stuff that is bad for us to put in our bodies is normal and considered average? I think it’s time we changed this! I think it’s time we demand our government stop allowing this crap and take better care of it’s people before it has no one left to tax!

11
Oct
10

It’s always been him


Did you ever have someone that touched you in a way that no one else ever has? That is “The artist” for me. He was my high-school sweetheart I guess you could say. We met when I was 15, he was 14… but of course he lied and said he was 15, at that age, guys never want to be younger than the girl they like. We instantly knew each other, it was always comfortable. I don’t remember a lot of details because I did a lot of “experimentation” back then, my memory is foggy. I do remember making out with him in my bedroom, in the game room, and all over my house. I never had sex with him though, it wasn’t that I was a virgin (long story, I won’t ever go into), but I wasn’t ready, I loved him, too much, so much that I couldn’t handle what I felt at such a young age. I was selfish, as I still am, I wanted him for myself, but didn’t want to have him in that way.

 

We didn't go, but we couldda looked all cute like this, love the 90's...

The artist was my best friend in the world, we talked on the phone daily for hours. No matter how bad my day was, no matter how much I cried, he made me smile, he made me forget it all, and no matter what, he understood and took my side. There was  a girl that was my friend once, she use to take me to see him on her moped on the service road along a major busy highway against traffic. One day we got into a fight over who was wearing the only helmet on the way back, I threw the helmet at her, I wasn’t wearing the stupid thing, and it all went to hell from there where she was concerned. It turned out she wanted the artist when we had met him, but I claimed him as “mine” and he only had eyes for me. She later turned into my high-school bully… I know, shocking that I had a bully considering who I am today. She asked him to homecoming shortly after that, we didn’t even go to the same school, he of course told me and told her no. On new years eve we couldn’t be together, something about him being grounded I think, and I had met a guy from another school, and cheated on him. Hold up… I didn’t sleep with the guy! I just made out with him for like an hour, he was a very cool guy! But needless to say, I felt horrible the next day, I told the artist what I had done. He was furious with me, he said he’d cheat on me three times to teach me a lesson. I don’t know that he did, as we grew up, he said he was just bluffing, but I don’t know if that was to spare my feelings or not.

I broke up with him shortly after that, it wasn’t the whole “cheating” thing, I just thought I didn’t love him anymore, I needed to be a teenager and date lots of boys. He was the first guy to ever send me roses. I remember it clearly, I came home from school and there were roses on the stairs on the landing of the house. My step dad had accepted them on my behalf, and said “you got roses today”. I was humiliated, not sure what other word describes how horrible I felt inside for hurting this guy who was begging for me to love him back, and I didn’t. I didn’t talk to him for a few months despite his calls. I was so torn inside, my family was fucked up, my mom screwed me up in that department.

We did eventually start talking again, and become friends, good friends. We talked daily I’m sure, he could make me laugh like no one I’ve ever met since. He would ask me to be back together with him sometimes, but I would resist, not sure. We started loosing touch when I went off to college and he didn’t. He had dropped out of high-school, or was kicked out for fighting, with teachers and anyone who challenged him. He had family issues too. I took him to get something up at school after my first semester… I was trying to be someone I was not at that time, it wasn’t pretty, and he was also not sure who he was, and it felt like we lost our connection. We didn’t talk after that.

I went on with my life, lost touch with him, but thought about him a lot, wondered where he was, how he was, if he had ever gotten over me. We had been so close for five very crucial years of my life and of his, he was a big part of me becoming me. He was gone and I didn’t know how to find him. Well, thanks to the powers of social networking, the interwebz, I found him 3 years ago on myspace, which shortly after I abandoned since it was riddled with teenagers and drama. But during that time, he told me he was engaged, to be married in a few months and couldn’t resume our friendship the way it had been as to not upset his new bride to be. It hurt, I’ll admit it, I hoped I could be close to him again, I love him, I will always love him, maybe not in that romantic way, but in a deeper way that I’ve never felt for anyone since. Maybe it could be romantic now that I’m more mature, but it will never be. I accepted it, I’m actually really happy for him that he’s happy, that he got over me and how I hurt him, I know I did.

It still hurts, it’s totally selfish since I know I’m “the one that got away” for him, and I want him to want me, and I want to want him, and I want to be close to him again. I can’t, I can’t risk messing up his happiness, because I’m so screwed up myself, what if I screwed up his marriage and then didn’t want him? I can’t do that. But what brings this up is I found him on facebook tonight, he accepted my friend request in a matter of seconds. I can’t describe how it made my heart sink so fast, the pain I felt knowing how fast he did that, and wondering how his marriage is. The temptation to screw that up for him, to butt into his life for my own selfish wants is horrible. I’m a bad person for wanting him this way. I miss him, something terrible, I want to hear his voice. He had video’s posted one where he’s playing with someone’s baby, not his, and he’s talking and I started crying, I miss that voice.

He’s a pretty successful artist now, amazingly talented, he’s happy. Reading his page, then his website, it was like reading my own heart and mind, it’s amazing how we still think on the same wavelength, still want the same things in life. I had it all at 15 and threw it all away. I’m not sure where we stand as friends, I’m hoping his wife is more secure now in their relationship and can stand some form of communication between us. Even if nothing can ever be more than a distant friendship, I’m okay with that and will never of course tell him how I feel for him still, twenty years later. It’s been a few days since he added me and I wrote most of this, and we haven’t really talked, at all. I said hi to him on his wall, and got a one word reply, I’m guessing she is still not happy about us being friends. That really sucks.

06
Oct
10

Crazy people are… well, Crazy


So I have this friend, she’s nuts, I mean really really nuts. I don’t have to explain this to some of you who know some of the stories but for those that don’t I’ll just give you one of the most interesting stories since I’ve known her in the last 5 years. And that will also ring in crazy number two to help understand the current situation. She was also the one I went zip lining with a few weekends ago. Remember the car ride straight to hell? Yup, more of her!

The Beach Story

Last May after my graduation Mr. NY was headed to the beach with all his friends from back home for his birthday for a week. He was leaving from the beach to go back to NY, and you all know how that ended… in case you forget, he never came back from NY. But anyway, he begged me to come to the beach for the weekend before he left to see me one more time. So I’m going to bring Crazy1 and Crazy2, (C1 and C2 from here on out). C1 and C2 are roommates since C1’s husband left her and she lost her job all in the same week, C2 and her made friends at her new job and C2 was being foreclosed on and needed a place to live. C1 and I have been friends a few years, yes, she’s totally nuts… but, she’s fun, and her being crazy makes for interesting times, usually. C1 is joking with Mr. NY’s friend, she thinks he’s hot, he REALLY can’t stand her. Mr. NY tells me his friend, lets call him DB, really doesn’t want C1 to come to the beach, he’s scared of her, but we joke and I say C1 has huge boobs and likes to flash them and to tell DB. So he does and DB makes a joke to C1 about playing strip poker, she says she doesn’t know how to play strip poker but she’ll play strip baseball since the yanks are playing the mets while we are there. He agrees. C2 catches wind of this text joking going on between the 4 of us and FREAKS the fuck out. She calls me hysterical saying she’s not going because she knows Mr. NY’s friends she’s never met are going to rape her or make her show her tits. uh… okay… it was a joke, mostly an inside one between me and Mr. NY because DB did NOT really want to see C1’s boobs. So C2 backs out and flips out for a few hours. C1 and I decide to go anyway, I was going with or without them, but Mr. NY didn’t want me driving alone and didn’t trust my car to make the long trip. So we get there…. dun dun dun….

DB is locked in the master bedroom, which was supposed to mine and Mr. NY’s alone and won’t come out. He won’t answer when we knock, nothing! So we go with Mr. NY’s other friend who is nice but quiet and we hang out at the beach and drink a few beers that night and kinda pass out early. I got stuck on the sofa bed with Mr. NY, NOT happy about that! C1 and Mr. NY’s quiet friend were in the other bedroom which had twin beds. The next day me and C1 go to the beach and DB has awoken and all the boys watch soccer while we are at the beach. We come back and DB is WASTED so is Mr. NY and his team has lost the match. The other friend decides to drive home early since he’s from close by. So now it’s just the 4 of us this evening. Mr. NY and I really wanted some alone time, some quiet time to talk and be a couple, nothing big but we hadn’t had any privacy except the shower since I got there. So the baseball game comes on and they decide the rules for strip baseball. Mr. NY is outside smoking and comes in and C1 has already lost her shirt and since I’m on her team DB turns to tell me I have to take off my shirt, Mr. NY says “hell no! we aren’t playin this shit with dem” and grabs me by the arm and pulls me into the bedroom with the twin beds. So we pull them together to make one bed and try to turn on the tv, which doesn’t work, so he runs and switches the tv’s from the other bedroom so we can watch something. In the mean time, they continue with strip baseball in the other room. Last time I passed thru to the kitchen they were both naked and hiding under sheets of the pulled out sofa bed… I didn’t go back in.

Sudden Mr. NY’s phone goes off, it’s a text from DB, then there is a knock on our door, he panics and tries to show me the phone and what it says but I can’t see, so he throws the phone at me and goes to open the door, it’s C1. She says DB wants to talk to Mr. NY outside on the patio, he eyes his phone for me to read the message. C1 tells me DB just told her they found out they have to pay extra for us staying there and we have to leave. Meanwhile I know DB has hidden from C1 the first night, and expressed to Mr. NY he want’s NOTHING to do with her and doesn’t like her at all. So I finally get his phone figured out and read the text which says “come outside, keep it on the DL, don’t tell ur girl”. Of course, first thing he does is tell me, he always did. So after she says all this I go outside and Mr. NY is hanging over the balcony and sighing and tells me to go back to our room and he’ll be right there. So finally he comes in and tells me it’s not true. DB did something with C1 and is trying to get away from her. In the mean time C1 is freaking out because we are 4 hours from home with no where to stay at 11 at night. I’m having to lie to her because I don’t want to further freak her out. Mr. NY and I come up with a plan to tell her he called the leasing agency and they said no, they don’t have to pay extra it was a mistake on DB’s part.

I go outside and C1 comes with me and proceeds to tell me something happened between her and DB and I’m a horrible selfish person because of putting her in this situation and leaving her alone with him. I asked if he raped her, nope she says but she won’t tell me, and Mr. NY won’t tell me and I’m being told off for going to see my boyfriend and ask for a few hours alone with him before he leaves town for 3 weeks????? Finally I get it out of her. She tells me they started fooling around and she asked if he had a condom and he said no, so she said they weren’t having sex then and he asked her to give him head then and she said no, so he said “okay, can I titty fuck you?” she laughed in his face and he jerked off on her chest instead. She let him do this mind you, she could have gotten up and gotten dressed and stopped this at any point. But she’s humiliated because after he came on her, he got up and went outside and said “I’m good” and smoked a cigarette and came up with this cockamamie story about us having to pay to get rid of her. So after I’m done being told off, since it’s my fault, I go back and tell Mr. NY what she told me, he’s hysterical and tells me what DB told him happened. DB said he was wearing a “rape whistle” and she kept trying to kiss him and he’d try to blow it and she’d stop him. So then she tries to give him a hand job and her hands were like sand paper and he asked her to just blow him, she said no, so he DID titty fuck her and get up and say “I’m good”. Well… put the two stories together and you have the truth somewhere. Me and Mr. NY laughed with our heads in the pillows for a good 20 minutes after comparing stories and figuring out what to do. In the mean time DB figured out we stole his TV and now locking himself back in his room would be much less pleasant so he proceeded to text Mr. NY stupid pictures all night and C1 went to sleep on the sofa. We got up the next morning and left quickly.She told me off in the car for 4 hours on the way home, because it was somehow my fault she had a bad time. I should have gone to a club with her like she wanted. o_O She knew the only reason I went to the beach was to see Mr. NY! Why would I ditch him for some bar? Duh…

Which brings us to the present. I didn’t talk to C1 much of the summer because of that. She treated me bad on the trip and Mr. NY and DB and the other friend said not just then, but other times they saw her around me she treated me bad and they were going to stop it if she didn’t knock it off. I agree. I don’t ride places where she is the driver far away now. But I really didn’t see much of her all summer because I was so mad at the way she talked to me and her C2 roommate freaking out and now feeling justified because C1 told her she was right. ugh… so annoying.

 

not a fan of this dog

 

I took care of C1’s dog last weekend, this annoying monster of a dog. Yappy little obnoxious shithead stupid dog. But, it’s a dog, so I try to be kind to it. C1 got back from her trip to find out C2 had moved out, with no notice, no note, nothing while she was away. Now they are fighting. C2 keeps texting C1 and can’t even face her with a phone call! Dude! Who does that? Turns out because C2 has a new boyfriend and C1 doesn’t, C2 tells C1 she’s jealous of her new boyfriend…. lmao… really? C2’s boyfriend is a loser, drunk, and weirdo. She’s totally off her rocker and can’t face anything, she’s a chicken, and totally flaky. Hence why C1 has to have me watch her dog and a neighbor watch her cat when she has a roommate that lives there. She can’t even let the dog out into the fenced backyard or feed a cat once a day. Crazy people are just so, CRAZY! I really don’t want to hear about it anymore, but C1 keeps calling and texting me asking what to do, what to say. I’m sick with a cold, I really am out of it and don’t know what to tell her. I would have been done with the chick a long ass time ago. I don’t do chick drama, period, I just don’t. I can’t stand this shit and C1 has a life full of it. When drama comes knocking at my door, I move to another continent, period, so again, why is this person coming to me for advice? I don’t do drama, my advice is to walk away from C2! Change the locks, and forget you ever knew the bitch. Ugh… I can’t type anymore, I need to take some nyquill and go to bed. I just thought you all would enjoy the amusing “beach story” as some of my friends have come to know it and retell it.

06
Oct
10

I have a strange sense of humor


I realize that since I find this absolutely hilarious.




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