time-team this, scenesters!
The horror of finding the 2005-6 timecapsule of fail: an old memory card.
The lulzy results of a 14-15 year old with too much time on her hands:
^^That, believe it or not, was my idea of an anti-drug campaign. Maybe I'll explain it when I find my old art diaries.
The most lulzy thing was when I posted them on Facebook, Tyler saw this as a golden opportunity to jump in and make it all about himself, which he wins at in amazing fashion since he now has a clone of me hanging off his every self-indulgent word. How I love his backhanded compliments. It'll be a funny day when she discovers he in fact, has no balls.
The one of me with the hippy mane outside Westfield fountains turned into how beautiful she looked at the big day out with her blue mohawk. I'm not even angry, its teh lulz. She doesn't realise that he's living in a time warp; I did the exact same thing 2 years earlier.
I'd delete their comments, but you know, they're funny and a helluva lot of cheese that Alex James would find suitable for consumption.