Wednesday, July 29, 2009

S'up!

S'up, hombres? I feel, like SO bad for not being more on the biz-nall about dropping the knowledge an letting peeps KNOW some shit.

What can I say? I've been tied up:



Yeah, the whole 'getting trapped in giant hamster ball surrounded by TYGERS' is a bit cliche, but it's a fucking cliche for a reason, friends... because it happens ALL THE FUCKING TIME. *dismayed and exhausted sigh*.

I know, hardly and excuse, but peeps, you have to cut me some slack... time marches on and we are all getting older day by day.

And what do we have to show or it? I mean, even when I was a top flight Jedi, I was never happy. Look at the grimace of sorrow:



Which brings me to the one of the cutest/saddest things I have ever seen on the internet:




Dear god, how amazing is that? It's like going back in time and seeing a gym full of all my future boyfriends as children... except for the older, rather portly fellow in blue. I SWEAR we were never an item. Or maybe we were in a parallel universe...

a universe in which anything is possible:





*yet another dismayed and exhausted sigh* as if squirrels have not fucked with my head enough in my life- from INTENTIONALLY throwing acorns at me as I walked down the driveway of my high school, WANTONLY being ALBINO and scaring the FUCK out of me when I was tripping my brains out in college, to chasing me through the park on my lunch hour last year... fucking squirrels.

In the enduring words of Roger Murtaugh, I'm too old for this shit.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Best Spam subject line ever

'When you see it, you'll shit brix!!!$!'

Mmmmm hmm, that's right. Somebody thinks they KNOW how I will react to some *unknown* thing. Fool, please. Nothing but nothing makes me BLINK.... except for the stunning plethora of cats in wigs images available on the internet:




Ummm, is it just me, or is this hideous vision the spitting image of me in 6th grade? Scary shit. Look away, I beg you. I was an awkward child.


Moving on:








*SIGH*. I just don't even know how to go on from here. If Rasta Cat weren't so fucking SOLEMN about things I think I could handle it better, but really he looks like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders. Best to cut this short with a tip of the hat (pun intended, mofos) to the dandily-topped little rascal below:




Mi-effing-yow, dudes. Yet again, a cat has taken my breath away. Which cat? Come ON, numbskullzzzzzzzzz, who else:




Fucking MONDAYS, right?

Monday, July 13, 2009

The Seven Hats of Hackman









Each more magnificent than the last!