Mom sent me an easter basket earlier this week (actually more of an easter bag). In it: candy, Uno cards, a beer coozie, and a shiny red yo-yo. Confession: I've never had a yo-yo before, and I could never get borrowed ones to work properly. I'm fucking loving this one, though. I was able to figure out how to make it rest and walk and whatnot within
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just think of all the bescarfed indie chicks you could potentially mold
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