After all those nature shots, the blog needed some uglifying.
The Duchess tells me Vai lost his locks.
Where that leaves his fan only the roadie knows.
Thou now ravish'd goop of disguiseness,
Thou attic-child of candy -- hey, it's Time,
Gothic thespian, you can thus express
A vampiric tale more bloody than this rhyme
Farmer, tycoon, even artist? Once again, hesher is the redheaded stepchild.
If face punching doesn't work...
Stupid hippies.
Keep watching the skis!
The chamber pot that fits in your pocket!
9 comments:
You went Halloween shopping!!!
What did you buy us?
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those are fake stupid hippies anyway so they do NOT count
peace out man! :)
if, apples stuffed with razor blades, duh.
life, the world is doomed I say, doomed, DOOMED.
Darkthroning thru the 99 cent store? How novel.
More of a short story.
boy, nothing like pictures of Cleveland to make me wish I was also in proximity to Lake EEEEEErie
So, how long ago was it that The House of Blues was a J.J. Newberry's, F.W. Woolworth or maybe a W.T. Grant?
Actually looking forward to Halloween this year, wife is taking Darth Wiggles to do trick or treat one of her friends and her daughter. I get candy duty. Of course all I'm doing is just cutting off the porch lights, locking the door, and eating the candy myself.
okjimm, oh, I get jokes.
SWA, we used to have stores downtown?
BB, which is of course the duty of every Samhain-fearing American.
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