Since one can't simply stroll down to the local Revco CVS & pick up a BFF Bot, 'tis a good thing someone invented Primal Headbang Therapy.
In more interesting news,
Poor man's Instagram.
I don't know what happened here.
I know what happened here -- DEATH.
WHERE'S THE HEAD?
Here are the shrooms.
& Boris, too.
Watch out for humans.
10 comments:
NATURE WANTS YOU DEAD!
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definitely watch out for the humans!!@!!
if, I always knew the burbs had to have one of these.
life, that includes you, hippie.
Possible causes of third photo distortion: 1, earthquake residual of fracking in area; 2, lens cleaned with damp paper towel one too many times; or 3, oeprator suffered delirium tremens.
HTH. :)
That's a mighty big shroom in that picture. Or maybe that's what an ordinary toadstool looks like after one has imbibed too many shrooms.
Watch out for humans.
Yeah, every redneck with a truck jacked up four feet with a set of monster tires is out chasing Bambi right now.
I'm not complaining, hunting is the one useful thing rednecks do, if they didn't I wouldn't get a share of the venison they can't fit in their freezer.
Maybe the head is now decorating Boris' living room wall.
I'm late. I was busy with death and destruction. Did I miss anything?
SWA, I'd like what's behind door number three, Monty.
tom, 'tis not as big as it appears, but is bigger than you'd think. Plus the medieval-ish helmet is très combatif.
BB, I've tried venison once, and hated it. We ever go Mad Max, I might have to suffice on veggies. I can't off all the deer we get in our backyard.
susan, I had no idea that man-eating spiders were as strong as ants.
demeur, same ole, same ole.
Hi, thanks for posting this
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