Sunday, March 25, 2012

Grody

Home from work, I was approaching the gate to our apartment and see a beer bottle left out front by our mail slots. I "ugh" and roll my eyes in disgust trying to imagine what sort of person does that. Probably our loud, grody ass neighbors. Seriously, who does that?





I'm greeted by Rotny and I show him the things I brought from work before I put them in the fridge so they won't spoil.


















Fucking ew. Like... I can't even... my brain isn't.... I just can't. Everyone fuck off.

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Necklace


I finally got my jump rings in today. I ordered them forever ago, but the guy didn't ship them until I demanded a refund over a week later, and he conveniently remembered to do it. Neutral feedback, at best.
Rot gave me this silver chain a long time ago that I never knew what to do with, but now I can put all sorts of things on it. Today, I'm sporting my handy N64 controller. What will it be tomorrow!?

This prompted busting out my N64 and playing Zelda: Ocarina of Time. Got as far as Death Mountain. Also, even in broad daylight, Penumbra is some scary shit. Strawberry Fanta is delicious.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Brain Fart of 2012

Today I was going through my twitter replies because my phone is retarded, and started scrolling through older ones until I finally came up on this little gem:


"Is a 9 month old baby showing too much skin?"

 (A real argument used against an adult, scantily-clad dressed woman who rages at men that hit on her at clubs because of her clothes-- no joke.)

This is probably going to go up on my top 10 most awesome quotes of all time because it's such an extremist point of view that you can't even react fast enough to override the massive brain fart this question forces your brain to do to relieve itself from exploding.
I made the same comparison in the most serious bsns voice I could muster to my co-workers, just to see if I was a dick for thinking that to be so awesome and hilarious, and they looked at me, smirked, blinked at each other and started laughing. One of them asked me if I was being serious. I said yes.

An equally extremist answer would've been, Yes; to a pedophile. Which one of my co-workers snidely remarked with. While laughing.

So the real question here is... Would a pedophile's wang even fit? HHMMMMMM...







Thank you,
TotalBiscuit.