-Sir Isaac Newton (paraphrased)
-head and wrist sweat bands
-Pilot G-2 Gel pen
-bourbon bottle with one shot left
-spice mix heavy on paprika, cumin and garlic
-cat hair
-a buttplug
-a burrito
-$2
-a comically small pocket knife
-pocket skittles
-a photo album with pics of all the cats I've met
-a 6 pack of Incline marionberry cider
-four internet domains
-a latex pony mask
-a half-smoked cigarette
-head and wrist sweat bands
-Pilot G-2 Gel pen
-bourbon bottle with one shot left
-spice mix heavy on paprika, cumin and garlic
-cat hair
Well, then I’m out of ideas.
Well, then I’m out of ideas.
"Goddamn stupid fucking drivers"
"Goddamn stupid fucking drivers"
"The whole thing smelled like a thrift store that had been baked in a low oven and felt like a too-tight and too-long hug by a rejected Muppet."
-from Truly Devious by Maureen Johnson
"The whole thing smelled like a thrift store that had been baked in a low oven and felt like a too-tight and too-long hug by a rejected Muppet."
-from Truly Devious by Maureen Johnson
(n.) When life fucks you in all sorts of creative ways
(n.) When life fucks you in all sorts of creative ways
*Starts gently ladling lemon curd onto the trebuchet*
*Starts gently ladling lemon curd onto the trebuchet*