While I'm on a free-advertising-for-my-favey-brands kick, may I please to recommend to you the Paul Mitchell Super Skinny Serum?
I got some red onesie pajamas that have a butt flap in the back for easy access. I was probably drunk when I ordered them. There was one of 'em googley ads at the top of my gmail the one night telling me I needed some. Ok, I said.
Here is a picture of some tribesmen aiming arrows at a plane. Is this even for real? And if so, isn't it a bit irresponsible to fly airplanes where these people can see them? What if they sacrifice someone to the rumbling metal birds? You know how primitives are. Whatever happened to the Prime Directive? So many questions. Such as: How would we feel if we found out that aliens were real and they had this huge crazy world with cures for everything and everyone lived in the lap of luxury but they hid it from us because they thought we were nothing but dumb and vaguely interesting? And what if those UFOs were the aliens taking pictures of us to put on alien versions of CNN for alien versions of me to laugh at? I'd be pissed. Someone send these dudes some iPods stat. Actually, $10 says these red people have Wii Fit on pause in their huts while they pretend to be frightened and confused by our boopy clicky growlies in the sky so the likes of us will leave them alone. Man, I want to join a tribe.
Here's a pic from my old camera phone that I took about July 08 in downtown Dallas near Pearl Station. They have all sorts of conventions in those buildings around there, and this was a convention of what appeared to be gothic anime characters and elves. You can't tell it as much from these ghost people, but the ones inside the food court looked like they were wearing RPG oufits made from bedsheets and Hobby Lobby felt. I'm not hating, I'm just saying.
YES! Found a pic of one inside. Bless their silly hearts, these people.
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