May 2010
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So that night, when he came home, I fixed him his...
kuriosum:
You know, some guys just can’t hold their arsenic.
Pussies.
Smoking? Because each time i take a drag i know...
(via peckpeck, cupcakelovey)
Phrases I am trying to fit into regular work...
fuiru:
“Kill it! Kill it with spoons!”
“It wasn’t like this before the Spaniards came”
“…and if you turn it upside-down it looks like a snowman”
“We have to deep throat our synergy without fetishizing brand quality”
“You have to ask yourself: ‘Can I play with madness?’ The answer is yes, but only on Wednesdays.”
“Don’t ask him…he’s a disciple of Bacchus”
So far I’m 1 from 6.