really? because looking at it is making my brain's teeth hurt. My actual teeth, lacking eyes, nerves, or a consciousness of any kind, remain stodgily unmoved.
well, better that than a kind of Black Swan / Social Network / Winter's Bone hybrid horror where you are lying about the sweetness to protect your Justin Timberlake (who invented Napster) from being sued by ballerinas who live in the Ozarks.
and i have noted a very strange phenomenon lately. sometimes, when i'm sitting at my computer writing, i feel as though i am, in fact, acting in the social network. is this common? is it a thing now? or is it just further evidence of my total freakishness?
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I love the fact that it is free pancakes at IHOP in celebration of this day. Mike's just mad that they limit you to three. LOL.
what WHAT??? to all of this.
Must....celebrate...
i love the fact that there are commercials.
and yes, YES, lindear. CELEBRATE.
Wow. That's definitly dessert! It looks amazing.
breakfast. and i know you may not believe me but it actually wasn't as sweet as one might imagine.
really? because looking at it is making my brain's teeth hurt. My actual teeth, lacking eyes, nerves, or a consciousness of any kind, remain stodgily unmoved.
really. though the appearance of sweetness burns the eyes, not so sweet.
methinks the lady doth protest too much. What kind of evil dentist syndicate has you under their thumb, O?
i'm glad to see that bond has seized your brain.
well, better that than a kind of Black Swan / Social Network / Winter's Bone hybrid horror where you are lying about the sweetness to protect your Justin Timberlake (who invented Napster) from being sued by ballerinas who live in the Ozarks.
"your" Justin Timberlake? I think I just made my wife very angry.
oh no, no. she can have him. he is not mine.
and i have noted a very strange phenomenon lately. sometimes, when i'm sitting at my computer writing, i feel as though i am, in fact, acting in the social network. is this common? is it a thing now? or is it just further evidence of my total freakishness?
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