I was trying to buy a fucking Sunday paper this afternoon. Went to 5 or 6 stupid little vend stores trying to get my paper. [Because I can't go on without the Sunday paper. Seriously.]
And okay, so the people behind the register are awkward -arn't they always!- But after being fed up and having gone to 4 different shops I made a desperate attempt at a pit stop thingie, and the minute I walked in this little old indian man pops out of fucking NOWHERE, and greets me with "HELLO BABY"
Holyshit. I thought I was going to DIIIIIE. I just turned around and walked back out, without a second glance.
But holyshit, when did little old indian men get so weird! D:







Ahaha.
C:
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"Love thy neighbor - and if he happens to be tall, debonair and devastating, it will be that much easier."
Mae West
How scary. x: And yet, how cool.
But question, just how do you know me? |:
c:
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"She was the most pros-kwim-in-ous. Womens in Swedens has sex with everybody. Pfft! Thanks, Mom!"
See? We're all whores over here. Skwisgaar said it.
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"We've uh, figured out how to travel through time... at the speed of regular time with... plastic bags."
ಠ_ಠ"
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And the completely forgot about it. [head/desk]
But I looove it. LOOOOVE
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"She was the most pros-kwim-in-ous. Womens in Swedens has sex with everybody. Pfft! Thanks, Mom!"
See? We're all whores over here. Skwisgaar said it.
Your chalkboard
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"We've uh, figured out how to travel through time... at the speed of regular time with... plastic bags."
ಠ_ಠ"
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"We've uh, figured out how to travel through time... at the speed of regular time with... plastic bags."
ಠ_ಠ"
...
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"She was the most pros-kwim-in-ous. Womens in Swedens has sex with everybody. Pfft! Thanks, Mom!"
See? We're all whores over here. Skwisgaar said it.
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~Jimmy ~ Stalion~
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"We've uh, figured out how to travel through time... at the speed of regular time with... plastic bags."
ಠ_ಠ"
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Great expectation is the breeding ground of great accomplishment.
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