“‘How do I do it?’ I get the kids to do it. They made the mess in the first place. Now get up off the floor, honey, and bring me a beer. Oh, and by the way, you missed a spot.”
Scene II – The Hospital
Surgeon: “Wow. I’ve never seen a beer bottle embedded so deeply. Nurse, hand me the Frobischer extraction clamps along with the Overnight Open Thread.”
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Dang. Occasionally I run across images that defy description, and I’m completely stumped with this one. Nothing I can say can compete with the complete and awesome vapidity of Granny Adipose kayaking through squashed spuds. Of course, after another generous helping of BlogMocRadio, everything else is just gravy, including this Overnight Open Thread.
I really don’t get Anime, but this is downright creepy, with tentacles and stuff. Pure evil. Just look into her eyes and you can see the thousands of entrapped helpless souls silently screaming to escape into an Overnight Open Thread.
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There’s a lot of talent standing on that crate, but I have no idea who he is, what he’s painting, or why. Although the slices of porkroastraisinbread don’t match the marbling of the cuts, I don’t think I’d have the heart to tell him. There’s always the remote possibility that after all that work he might become despondent, down a bottle of cheap sherry and step in front of a trolley. Then where would we be?
There’d be one less porkroastraisinbread illustrator in the world, and we’d all discuss it on an Overnight Open Thread.
The Diary of Daedalus
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