cimorene

hahahahahahahahahahahaha.

hollsk rocks my world. like TOTALLY. no, really--you just don't understand.

i promise this is not random. not really. no. not.

dear holls,

you should consider a warning sticker of some kind. possibly concerning beverages and computer keyboards, and why not, oh, internet religions and the like while you're at it? furthermore, warnings are no fun without little drawings. of. you know. eyeballs and severed things, and sharp knives, or maybe those little circular saw blades, you know the kind i mean? the ones that frequently have things painted on them in oil, and when you turn them over because you don't want to look for ONE MORE FUCKING SECOND at the tractor/cornfield/red barn, the back is rusty? yeah? good.

something about alcohol and heavy machinery, probably. and the speeds at which the heavy machinery should be driven in general even if the warning just says not to drive, and so it's off-topic, because don't you hate it when those tractor thingies are right in the road? like on the main drag in town, even. filling up a lane, just toodling along at like 10 mph like they're still learning to drive in the parking lot, only in straighter lines usually.

::salutes:: praise you, psymon, and praise sally's aim with the slingshot.

more love than you can comprehend,
cim

*it's always been my goal to have a subject line totally unrelated to my post. alas, today is not the day on which that goal will be met, even if the relationship may escape some people. which is probably just as well.