This just in: blue eyeshadow makes me look like a clown. Or a whore. Or a clown that was so unfunny that she had to become a whore.
I've seen clown porn.
Unrelatedly, in Emmett's opinion "Orlando Cepeda" is the best and most euphonius name ever.
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This just in: blue eyeshadow makes me look like a clown. Or a whore. Or a clown that was so unfunny that she had to become a whore.
I've seen clown porn.
Unrelatedly, in Emmett's opinion "Orlando Cepeda" is the best and most euphonius name ever.
I've seen clown porn.
And apparantly lived to tell about it.
(Except, don't.)
Because erika tends to not believe me about this stuff, and Tommy's a big pussy.
(A Village Voice article, not a screaming porn site with berjillion popups.)
(A Village Voice article, not a screaming porn site with berjillion popups.)
Six of one...
I just watched Phantom of the Opera. I am so glad I didn't waste $10 seeing that on a big screen. Casting of the phantom was wrong wrong wrong. Also, it was weirdly paced, but I thought the stage musical was, too.
Also, there is an email I was supposed to get "late Saturday afternoon." It's now 10:27, and still no email. I can't finish some work I need to do until I get this email, and I was planning to finish the work tonight because I've got stuff I wanted to do tomorrow. I am getting rather aggravated at this point.
I'm just afraid there'll be a clown porn story where one clown honks the other clown's nose at the moment of climax.
I'm just bored, and trying to decide if I should motivate to go do something later, or just go to bed early and be bright-eyed for brunch (and later, work) tomorrow. Sigh. I was looking forward to going out tonight, but then my friends who I thought would be out bailed. Booo.
(LALALALALA IGNORING CLOWN PORN)
I'm just afraid there'll be a clown porn story where one clown honks the other clown's nose at the moment of climax.
That's in the video. Also Steve Martin wrote a piece titled "The Sex Lives of Clowns."
Think of it: clowns paint their mouths with wide red bands, making them appear more open and inviting. Noses are extended, made larger and thicker, and painted in provocative colors. Hair on the head, which reminds the subconscious of genital hair, is puffed and combed, pulled sideways to great lengths, then dyed bold, eye-catching colors. Is there any doubt that the mating ritual of clowns is extravagantly beyond the practices of ordinary people?
I'm just afraid there'll be a clown porn story where one clown honks the other clown's nose at the moment of climax.
Just one? I'm afraid there will be many.
"C'mon baby, honk my horn! Yeah, that's it. Oh yeaaaah."
We had a whole-family outing with Paul's family to one of those farm things that gets its Halloween on and charges admission.
I am now exhausted, and with a baby who hasn't had a full-length nap all day.
We have a pumpkin, which we hadn't planned on getting.
The nephew took home the pumpkin I found that looked like a butt. We have all had a good snicker over the Butt Ugly Pumpkin, and discussed if it should be carved, or just placed outside with a thong for modesty.
Other people's babies look weird. They're all the wrong size and shape for my mental template of baby, and most of them have too little hair.