heh. Sorry to have cracked your nerves what with the preciousness of the hedgehog and all.I'm hoping I can get this young lady to make ne a chapeau featuring some of her art. Wear it, I will, to the next PETA meeting.
I'd like to leave them on supermarket shelves but I'm just gross.
Tacky shock tacticals.
Yep. But at the risk of showing off (hee hee)http://www.parryandfirst.com/theory/summarycameralucida.html"Thus, all photo subjects are essentially already dead"and for me the punctum is the teeth.
OMG! That adds a whole new perspective to the art of pornography. Now I just need to find a conversation in which I can safely raise it.
You need to invite mostly perverts to your next dinner party.That way, you can say "Hey, it's all about roadkill, really, isn't it?" without upsetting your guests.Hint: if the guests you are considering do not have skin like a sharkskin bar stool, and or eyes that remind you of a halibut, pass them over.
That way, you can say "Hey, it's all about roadkill, really, isn't it?" I think the appropriate acronym here is ROFLMAO. Hilarious.Can you imagine their faces as they stare suspiciously at the meat?
And take their meals off to a dark corner, and bitch the next day about the duck being dry, and the cauliflower not al dente.Sigh.
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