Now where do we put it all?
Yesterday I went to Rockin Rudy's to buy some earrings for a friend. It was a belated Christmas present (I'd originally wrapped up some CDs I'd burned for her, but it felt cheap and lazy to be giving her something cut'n'pasted from my computer screen). It took me 30 minutes to pick a simple teardrop-shaped garnet and silver earring. I mean SUPER SIMPLE. The point of this story? Gift giving is hard.
So, I will be forgiving about this (I agree, the grimace is probably from the rod stuck up her 'gina):
But, when my skin crawls off my body from the zombie stare, I watch this:
So, I will be forgiving about this (I agree, the grimace is probably from the rod stuck up her 'gina):
But, when my skin crawls off my body from the zombie stare, I watch this:
Who IS that doll? Should I be proud of not knowing?
Whoever gave that to you should sleep in a room with clowns. *Shudder*
okay, so that doll should give chucky the shivers.
I like that video. I've not heard Portishead before.
She/they is/are awesome.
Hey! Gimme a rhyme for neitzsche. (Go to my place and see why)
Thank you for shariing this