looking for Oscar the Grouch?
Cool I guess.
But imagine the same thing, but reflected in a storefront plate glass window, so like, you see a double image of the window display superimposed on the scene in the reflection? Eh? Know what I mean? Like all artsy fartsy and shit? A fuckin' double image! That's what the people want from their Flickr of the Day baby!
That's one skinny mofo. He/she is probably scrounging for a pastry wrapper to lick the sugar off of.
That's how I felt after I read this http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/businesstechnology/2004139650_wamu22.html about my soon to be former employer.
But I'm not bitter.
It is nice to see that we have eco-rabid environmentally conscious hipsters in the community, who are decent enough to puke in proper receptacles rather than on the city street....
Must be good garbage at Gasworks Park. Or "merely" hiding from Papa Ratzi?
Reading about those WaMu bigwigs still getting rich reminds me of the very kind of bankers that WaMu parodies in all of their commercials.
I used to work for Wamu until Magic started endorsing them. Killinger, the head beast there would send out emails to everyone about how he's a regular guy. And he would offer a bobblehead of himself to employees for around $15. Of course all the middle management climbers bought them for their desks.
male or female?
I'm glad its male or female pants aren't down. If they were, "Mexico" and "amoebic dysentery" would be needed in the caption.
@9: neither, at this point, I'm pretty sure.
Is that Kaz?
This is exactly how I see the lack of photo for A.Birch Steen....
and i'm too lazy to risk a no trespass warning on the computer to look up his address and find out what he does after retirement for kicks.
And another thing...
I support good edotorial dic-K-tatorships like the rest of you,
( read the sound and face of the lovely lady in the diner in Pulp Fiction),
but one thing pisses me off more than anything else and that's people who listen in on phones and....
oh just give up on the sports drug link will ya mr.interim prosecutor?}
with illegal fisa court stoppers in the wings getting alot of money to do squat in the alley in the back of the churchyard ....(I cleaned up human poop last week in the alley behind mamas kitchen sunday cookin...)
cause I get the guilts and nervous twithches about neuorotica... and clean up after somebody's mess because there's alot of homelessness ....and I prefer a few puffs of weed over the pills.
PHEW!!! there, call me the trash kid and give me my songs I sing in the street and midnight talks to myself that you disminate as you read the good works of the people I love at the stranger.
And Yes, that means there is no sports drug link to me outside of being set-up over the years and my friends or acquaintances dying for bad laws.
"Karen Carpenter: The Early Years."
shit bianca you run the stranger
ps this is a girl
@5 -- yes, but if he (or she) were genuinely environmentally-conscious he would've yarled into a nice composter or yard-waste bin. Think about all that lovely biomass going into landfill needlessly.
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