And then I saw it again. An embarassment.
Monthly Archives: March 2009
ego, narrative, self-censorship and tits.
Tits. This entry started as a short manifesto on the word ‘tits’ and the sorts of breasts that it elicits in my mind when I encounter it. It was kind of funny, riddled with double-entendres and awful puns, and at the same time somewhat revealing as to a small portion of my mental process. Then,…
Dropular.net is awesome like twitter but with less reading.
It’s true. Cart your plaster cast ass over to dropular.net and slather images of wonderful mindboggliness upon your eyetrays. Do it now before I bore you to acidic tears with my inane barkulations and fring singing. Do it now, you slacker! That is all.
I tweet
- @TheOnion has some kind of 5-page limit and a subscription-only policy now? Is this a joke? What the hell were those ads for?25/11/11 - 6:20 PM
- Alex spent two weeks battling the beavers who'd erected a lodge directly in the spring-fed pond from when his drinking water was drawn.24/11/11 - 8:22 PM
- Breathe the diesel fumes, seabreeze, woodsmoke, emmissions and fog. Arresting and absorbed.01/11/11 - 12:03 AM
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