Sunday, September 20, 2009

Sunday Afternoon Scratchings


Your humble narrator is lying around on his rug, enjoying the tasty sugary goodness of a Hostess Cupcake. It is chocolatey.

Los Angeles is steamy. Sweaty. Bright sunlight that hurts the eyes. It smells like hair spray and desperation amongst the palm trees and cactii.

As I muse on this steaming butt taint who’s dived into this mixed-bag pile of Midwestern ladiesfriends, I can’t help but reach an epiphany.

The world needs more Ukulele wall art.

# posted by douchebag1

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