Crap from vendredi 'cause I've got zip else, though the oh-fer, like the domestication of the dog, continues unabated but hey, second verse in a week, even if gatekeepers hate it. I do too but that's completely you-know-what.
Darkthroning in the "woods."
Scare tactics.
We're number one. In rust, not corpses.
Why don't you get a haircut, you hippie.
Your humble host & hostess.
Ghosts never come out in the day. I don't blame 'em.
Cadaver to be named later.
COULD BE TOXIC CALL FEMA
Creatures of habit.
Graveyard, pshaw. Sometimes we get drunk in the alley.
How microcosmic.
I hope this purchase was approved by the OWS banking committee.
Skyscraper.
You're always ruining my shots.
Limbs.
Not ours.
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Scare tactics.
LOL!!!!
It would be more accurate if it showed a pistol, rioting mob, and a Molotov cocktail.
The same applies to investments in real estate. As a full-time professional, a "deal" that comes to my attention every day.
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BB, right, like they'd show cops.
R.G. has just been waiting for the right affordable HOA management solution to walk into his life.
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Scare tactics? Be more afraid of an orange jump suit and a one way ticket to Gitmo. I'm here to help indeed!
Need spyware? Just click on that web address. And ya only get viruses from porn sites. That's what mom would say.
The peonage afoot!
You know, they say a poem's never finished, just abandoned.
you know we're screwed since we're drinking halal terrorist brewskis and exhibiting antisocial behavior.
A cadaver which shall remain 'Anonymous'. We are everywhere.
if, gasoline & matches?
demeur, if anyone on the interwebs is ready for post-apocalyptic toxic hell, it's you. The rest of us are fucked.
jim, I abandoned them because they abandoned me! (see how I deftly shifted the blame from my inadequate versifying to the stanzas themselves?)
thatgirl, shhh, you'll ruin the image of drunken socialites I so carefully cultivate.
susan, they're the real 99%.
I guess one could be a decent socialite even if they hate people but love gatherings!
What if one hates both?
white-baggin' the green bottle!
Hey thanks for sending some of that Baby Jesus Dandruff my way. We got a nice little blanket on the hill today, freshened things up nicely. Maybe you'll get some soon and won't have to tolerate that evil Sun any more than is absolutely necessary to keep that toxic green muck thriving on the concrete.
Re: "Creatures of habit." Not a nun to be seen in the photo. Did you see any? If so, what was in that green bottle and how many green bottles did you empty?
"Your humble host and hostess."
Jeez, how tall ARE you?
So besides mastering the art of blog writing to a tee, you have become fab photographer since I last visited? One with a great talent for captions to boot...
Happy New and all that.
karl of the österreich, you could use nature's cocaine way more than I could. If Buffalo mountains were made of dirt instead of rust, that's the place to ski.
SWA, 'twas decidedly non-booze. We save that for work, & when there's no rock &/or roll show going on, where does one make an herb score but an alley?
tom, behold the awesome wizardry of daguerreotyping!
betty, hey stranger, I know you. You're far kinder than is necessary, but hope all is well in your plot of planet earth.
Ditto on the Betty take. Your photo-conceptions are frequently very different from mine, and make me think I should squint more and think less while working my camera-thingie!
I especially liked the shots of the mausoleum!
...Oh, and the Ligneous skyscraper! :)
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