In another week, he will sprout as a beautiful butterfly, flitting gracefully from flower to flower, extending his probiscus to suckle the gin hidden therein.
Hmm...maybe I have butterfly wings floating around here somewhere....
*evil grin*
That reminds me of the year where doomsey and I were going to a costume party at a friends house. He didn't have anything to wear, so I dug up stuff from a previous costume, a pair of pink and purple butterfly wings. His sister managed to locate a pair of horns from Renaissance Fair. The result was quite amusing. I think I have pictures of that somewhere.
Is it pathetic that I recognize each device I see in the background and also know each one's purpose in your network? And I meant personally in your network. I obviously havent been killing the right brain cells
First thought: Man, keep that fetishy stuff behind a cut... Wait, Feren?
I guess it says something about what experiences stick with you that even though I haven't worked in a warehouse for eight years, my next thought was "Hey, that's not shrink wrap, it's stretch wrap!"
Actually, I've known about it for a long time. I probably got the link from somebody posting "wierd stuff on the web," and it was so extreme it stuck in my head.
I think to find it again, I told Google "roy orbison clingwrap."
It's so popular, it's actually linked from the Roy Orbison entry on Wikipedia. The discussion took me to Mummification (BDSM), which just goes to show that if something exists, somebody, somewhere has made it into a kink.
I thought about my friend Michel How they rolled him in linoleum And shot him in the neck A bloody halo like a think-bubble Circling his head And I bellowed at the firmament Looks like the rains are here to stay And the rain pissed down upon me And washed me all away
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Oh man, I can't wait to see pics of THAT!
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*evil grin*
That reminds me of the year where
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More clear liquors for you.
That's a keeper
Re: That's a keeper
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I guess it says something about what experiences stick with you that even though I haven't worked in a warehouse for eight years, my next thought was "Hey, that's not shrink wrap, it's stretch wrap!"
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You are correct, sir. But those who are outside the secret cabal of warehouse work wouldn't understand what I meant if I said that. ;)
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I think to find it again, I told Google "roy orbison clingwrap."
It's so popular, it's actually linked from the Roy Orbison entry on Wikipedia. The discussion took me to Mummification (BDSM), which just goes to show that if something exists, somebody, somewhere has made it into a kink.
Makes you wonder about red staplers, doesn't it?
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Is it indeed that time?
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How they rolled him in linoleum
And shot him in the neck
A bloody halo like a think-bubble
Circling his head
And I bellowed at the firmament
Looks like the rains are here to stay
And the rain pissed down upon me
And washed me all away
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