Taking a break from my corporate project for a few minutes to write fun dumb stuff.
Boobalicious! Want bigger ta-ta's without the fuss, discomfort, and expense of silicone implants? Pretty soon you may be able to use your own tummy fat for a bigger rack. If only we could shoot our own fat into our heads to make us smarter, too. Then we could think our way out of problems like Iraq.
Something strange and awesome is going on in Chicago...it's the
Chicago Crochet Graffiti Artists: Micro-Fiber Militia! Did you ever think that things your grandma did while creaking in the corner rocking chair would be considered subversive? Knit the shit outta this city, anonymous artist person! (Okay, I actually do know who this person is...but I've agreed to protect their identity, on account of it being a little dangerous to be quite so awesome.)
Courtney Love is becoming Muppetier every day. I still sort of have affection for her, but sometimes she's a little too crazy even for me. And she needs to let up on the frequent rearrangements of her face before she veers off into
Wildenstein territory.
Boobalicious! Want bigger ta-ta's without the fuss, discomfort, and expense of silicone implants? Pretty soon you may be able to use your own tummy fat for a bigger rack. If only we could shoot our own fat into our heads to make us smarter, too. Then we could think our way out of problems like Iraq.
Something strange and awesome is going on in Chicago...it's the Chicago Crochet Graffiti Artists: Micro-Fiber Militia! Did you ever think that things your grandma did while creaking in the corner rocking chair would be considered subversive? Knit the shit outta this city, anonymous artist person! (Okay, I actually do know who this person is...but I've agreed to protect their identity, on account of it being a little dangerous to be quite so awesome.)
Courtney Love is becoming Muppetier every day. I still sort of have affection for her, but sometimes she's a little too crazy even for me. And she needs to let up on the frequent rearrangements of her face before she veers off into Wildenstein territory.
6 comments:
I think I would look strange with a bigger rack. Is there somewhere else males can send excess body fat?
Probably, but it would take me a really long time to come up with a joke related to that.
Isn't having too much fat in our heads what got us into Iraq in the first place?
I have so much fat in my head, I can hardly hear anymore.
mmmm fat head!
Makes you want to inhale a big ol' bag of Cheetos, no?
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