Yea, I got my Renaissance shirt. Problem is, the shirt's huge. The sleeves are about a half foot longer than my arms, and the shirt itself looks like it could fit Fat Bastard and several Mexican immigrants inside
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Every single year I've wanted to dress up for the local Renaissance festival. And every year I either was unemployed or didn't have exactly enough money. And every year I wonder if God is mocking me (I honestly think He's just fucking with my life out of boredom
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