Luckily I'm the only one working...
…because I think the selling of a mink stole for $50 would have been frowned upon.
March 2012
Down the street there is a tattoo parlor/balloon shop and its company car is a hearse.
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The Scream Of The Dead
H.P. Lovecraft
Herbert West: Re-Animator (Pt 4 “Scream of the Dead”) by H.P. Lovecraft as read by Jeffrey Combs
GIRL FUCKING BONERWelp, I just died and went to aural heaven…
What they said.
I think I figured out why I like my cat so much more than any other cats I come into contact with.
She is quiet.
The only time she ever meows is when food in involved. But besides that and some unobtrusive purring, she is silent.
The two cats at the shop I work at never shut the fuck up and it makes me want to drown them.
Don’t worry, I never would. But the thought does wander into my mind when they’re both meowing or doing that disgusting throw-up noise cats do in front of customers.
makeshifturl replied to your post: Jesus everything I own is covered in olive oil and not even in a sexy way just in an I accidentally dripped olive oil everywhere way.
“accidentally”
As far as the world knows, this was just a harmless series of events where my careless hands caused my apartment to be covered in delicious, slippery olive oil.
strangeninja replied to your post: Jesus everything I own is covered in olive oil and not even in a sexy way just in an I accidentally dripped olive oil everywhere way.
Better just get sexy with it then. Too late to turn around now.
When life hands you lemons…bump and grind on everything in sight.