I Suppose...
…if I’m going to command that everybody else observe Shaturday, I might as well start the festivities myself.
Unshowered, unshaved, and un-shirted:
My apologies. Hopefully we’ll get some more appealing shirtless action now.
Ladies?

…if I’m going to command that everybody else observe Shaturday, I might as well start the festivities myself.
Unshowered, unshaved, and un-shirted:
My apologies. Hopefully we’ll get some more appealing shirtless action now.
Ladies?
almostfancyblog replied to your photo: Shaturday means take your shirts off. You too,…
Good thing you included the photo. “Shaturday” sounds like it would be something else…
“Shit-erday” has completely different rituals associated with it, but one commonality is that you usually take your shirt off for that day, too.
Shaturday means take your shirts off. You too, ladies.
As the Kid comes inside from his mother’s garage sale.
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The Kid: Check it out! Mom just gave me these awesome microphones!
Me: Did she give you two turntables, too?
The Kid: What? Why?
Me: So you can have TWO TURNTABLES AN A MICROPHOOOOONE!
The Kid: (confused) I don’t even get that reference!
Me: The “Song Where It’s At” by Beck? Two turntables and…never mind, you were probably, like, -1 when it came out.
The Kid: Don’t say that! That brings up unpleasant thoughts, the idea of me being negative one.
Me: Why? Because Jimmy hadn’t had intercourse with your mother yet?
I woke up this morning with a straining pee-boner.
My first (well, second, actually) instinct was to take a photograph of the tent for a Tumblr post.
I have a problem.
This is one of those movies I’ve just never gotten around to watching. Until tonight. It’s free to watch on Hulu for a limited time, and I suggest you do. It’s written by Paul Schrader of Taxi Driver fame, and it shares many of the same themes, even concluding with a bloody gunfight inside a whorehouse (Schrader’s apparent trademark).
If you like movies about badasses doing their badass shit, I suggest you find watch this movie.
anarchyandscotch replied to your post: Purchased
Enjoyed that book thoroughly, but honestly, I found the serial killer portion to be the less interesting of the two stories. Regardless, great read.
It’s obvious where the author’s sympathies lie. He starts from Daniel Burnham’s point-of-view, and I think that’s the perspective he’s really interested in. Nonetheless, H.H. Holmes’s story is fascinating as well. I’m gonna love this read.
ilikethecompany replied to your post: I’m Going to Have to Find another Weirdo Kid to Get Material from Soon
*heart* Aw, he’s a little jacked up, but good nuff
I promise not to jack him up any further.
I’m only a couple chapters in and it’s already engrossing.
I was talking with somebody at work last night, and the subject of “game” came up, and whether or not I have said “game”. I’m pretty sure I do: it’s called “Candyland”. If you want to play it with me I’ll meet you down on the corner in my van with the blackout curtains over the windows.