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I'm sick. Like, I woke up with what I assumed to be a hangover after a lot of alcohol and finally coming home at 5am, only after Nicole got her shit stolen out of her coat pocket and after I damn near got into a fight with a douchebag at the bar making fun of the situation and then idly threatening to beat Joe up. I had a headache, yeah, but ( Read more... ) -
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For about two months now, this has been my most favorite thing ever, and I decided it was time to share it with y'all.
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What.
I mean.
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So yeah, I of course dyed my hair without incident. And now, I feel like me. It's odd but not resembling what you feel like you SHOULD look like (in my case, super red hair) can be quite off-putting. Especially in my case, with my skin being paler than usual, my washed-out, faded, neutral-toned hair made me feel.... vague ( Read more... ) -
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Okay, my wig-searching for my Jerri Blank costume has turned up nothing. I have the devil horns as back up, but little else. What should I be?
Keep in mind I know I'll never be as cool as this guy from downtown last year--
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The world's most retarded fucking 911 call.
Ganked from substitute
Sweet mother of shit.
"I want you to send an officer down here. I want them to make my burger right."
(side note: I love the "buh bye")
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