Unfortunately I am always too tired to get up and turn on my computer so I’ll just tweet whatever random thought I had and hope that I’ll eventually get around to typing something witty or at least coherent. I think we all know how that works out. So most of the time I end up with this.
Which seems like another example of my icicle sharp wit* until I wake the next day and realize that once again I have made a joke at the expense on another dead person.
I blame the fact that I may have inhaled Windex fumes. Not this Windex, the window cleaner.
Shit I was looking at when I should have been returning my Netflix to the mailbox.
A little late but, The Year Kenny Loggins ruined Christmas
And lastly, This video is thought provoking and funny and controversial. I may not agree with some points but I love it.
Update: I looked up giraffe body pillows and ended up getting these results.
While I do not judge the type who are into body pillow relationship ala James Franco on 30 Rock.
I don’t even mind if a person wants to cuddle up to a bad nose job Edward.
I think, in the end, I would prefer the gigantic mustache. If that’s what it is. I may have just admitted I want to cuddle with a type of fetishism I hadn’t even realized.
Wondering about the title? I had originally title the first picture “Zombie Larsson” and then I accidentally saved the screen cap over it. So there are now two versions of Zombie Larsson to share. Some days I can’t believe what a douche I am.
*I bet you’re just dying that you didn’t make up something as fantastic as icicle sharp. Not cliché or nonsensical, deserving to be in an Britney Spears song at all.