Don't You Sass Me

He just doesn't want to hear about it- not from you Alice and certainly not from anyone else. Who cares if Four Lokos and obsessive tea drinking causes heart attack like systems? Or caused the DoorMouse to lose his home to foreclosure and forced him to live in a effing tea pot? The mad hatter sure as hell doesn't care.

That's What They All Say

There's really nothing else left to say.

"I was mistaken for an appetizer, okay."

Your name's also Pepe the King Prawn, whose full name is Pepino Rodrigo Serrano Gonzales, so...the real question is: is anything in your life under control? The muppets never cease to amaze me.
Slow your roll dude.

Enlightened Moments

Yeah that's usually how I feel too when I come across a truly offensive creation. or look at your face.
p'owned

The Eyes are the Window's into One's Soul

and apparently beaker doesn't have one...

Old School is the Best School

Old School blackout. That's real friendship right there.
But anywayyyyssss, these two paintings by George Caleb Bingham are suppose to depict a County Election and can be seen at S.L.A.M. (St. Louis Art Museum) It's also like...why are there two of these paintings...? Did he paint one then get blackout, forget he painted it, and do another? I mean have you seen what these people are doing? I really wouldn't be so surprised if that actually was the case. Some other fun highlights of this piece: the guy on the bottom right is going for the casual midday pass out and the guy on the far left is crushing another home brewed moonshine.

Old School Day Drinking Right Here.

I don't know what kind of elections you're going to...but the ones I attend usually involve old people pretending to give me instructions in English, smell like despair, and everyone is really sober.

Hey, but times they are a changing

The Hangover

If my liver had a face and could make expressions...this is what it looked like this morning.