I am feeling vaguely and unaccountably emo today. And annoyed, because we are supposed to meet my in-laws for dinner tonight and we have no idea when, because they're in Canada and are going to call us when they cross the border. I also have no idea when they're coming over for dinner tomorrow night, which is slightly more of a concern because... dude. I want to know when my in-laws are going to be coming to my house, okay? I have things to prepare! And not a lot of time in which to prepare them! Sigh. Mr. McK has many wonderful qualities, but planning this sort of thing in advance is not one of them. And I could have pushed for a firmer arrival time, but honestly I just assumed there WAS one. Oy.
And I am weirdly sad about the end of the Idol tour. AND YOUR MAUDLIN TWEETS ARE NOT HELPING, MATT GIRAUD. (Awwww.)
So I am picspamming to cheer myself up. Because David Cook has an oral fixation. And I like it. And I have way, way too many pictures of Cook for one picspam. I stole most of these from
ontd_ai, FTR.
DAVID COOK WILL EAT YOUR PUPPIES:
AND YOUR CHILDREN:
(that is his niece, I'm pretty sure, AWWWW)
AND YOUR TEDDY BEARS:
AND YOUR PLANT LIFE:
(Archie's FACE. I love how half the time Archie's expression around Cook is torn between "omg I kind of love you" and "omg WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, YOU FREAK." Only of course Archie would say "heck.")
AND HIS OWN APPENDAGES:
AND HIS BANDMATES:
AND OF COURSE NO MICROPHONE/MIC STAND IS SAFE:
(Seriously, Cook? SERIOUSLY?)
And occasionally actually mouth-appropriate things:
(I love that fangirls recognize the great import of this picture. LOVE EET. Also, if you click to embiggen, his eyes are freaking ridiculous. Ngggggh.)
Not that he NEEDS anything in his mouth for oral fixation:
It's cool, though, because really, with this mouth?
I'M PRETTY DAMN FIXATED, TOO.
Aaaaaaaaaaaand, okay, have a random Skib macro, for
greensilver:
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee heee heee I LOVE IT.
Hey, I actually do feel better! \o/