Sunday, February 21, 2010

true story ...


Thursday, February 11, 2010

call me mrs flinstone...

so valentines day or the entire month of February in fact, brings about either the best or worst in people. most women are moaning about being alone while every guy is avoiding any girl who has blown him in the last 4 months in order to skip the valentines day awkward obligation.
dont worry dudes. the girl more then likely has absolutely no interest in your hairy ass so slow your roll.

or there are the others who are going to sit down to eat together while the girl has dropped a months rent on shoes and the dude cant even be bothered to change his sweat stained shirt.

can't we all just cut to the chase here? skip the fake valentines meal and get real about why your out together? to touch each others privates and not spend the night alone with a bottle of jack.

me? id rather go to a bar drink some beers and get some nachos with car and 'gail.

see you at laurel tavern fools.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

ive got my eye on you

thank you miuccia for these.

Friday, February 5, 2010

two retards sitting in a tree.

how about when you go to WASTELAND (literally) and try and sell some awesome goods and the guy is too busy flirting with another guy about marc by marc jacobs (i mean...really?) and just chucks ur clothes to the side after u trekked out there in the rain, accidentally dropped gum in ur hair, while in traffic.... and says oh um like maybe next year around holiday season.

YOU BLOW. literally... and ur hipster nasty mullet haircut and bowler hat are over and out- last holiday season. get a hair cut and the guy u were hitting on was straight.
fuck you, fuck you, your cool. fuck you, im out.