i cant follow you back through that one, but i definitely will through my main one since your blog is awesome!
cheers mate! thanks
i appreciate it royally!
Let me know how that logo design is going, i may be game to send in an entry even though it goes against all of my work for free/crowd-source bones in my body haha.
Asked by godangertaylor
It’s a public toilet in Houston made entirely of one-way glass. No one can see you from the outside, but when you are inside it’s like sitting in a clear glass box. Now would you… COULD YOU GO IN THERE?
With this blog blowing up, i have a crack team of correspondents looking out for the betterment of this blog. With no pay and little food they scour the streets looking for all the best random the world has to offer. And i will have you know this beauty was found by Danielle in Northridge, she knows how to spot a “Peter Boobster” from miles away, she can smell his scent and track the kitty for miles! But seriously though, this little cat in his 007 tuxedo and classy black colar is on the loose wreaking havoc on boobs everywhere?( waohhh, this is a family blog Matthew! Calm down over there with all that creative license; You got it, my apologiez!) anywho back to the poster. we need to find this Peter ****ster, i mean look at the effort put into this poster, top notch i would say! i mean look at the “T” its amazing and all the “help”and “$” signs the owner of this lost tuxedo wearing feline is a business man he knows it ganna take some money to get this unlikely character into his arms again, i mean think of what a boobster can do for you!?! (HEY HEY HEY, I’m shutting this thing down right here, right now! this will go on no longer ur inappopriate meter is sky high now sCAT!)
As i am on vacation i noticed something of the peculiar variety with that said ironically thats what i am looking for so really is it peculiar or just normal?(ohhh, so existential of me i know, stop your making me blush!) and to this ocular occasion i propose a toast, here yee here yee, these lost zapatos you made it to my blog!
On a desolate boardwalk in Redondo Beach. A lonesome lost pair of track stars left to reside on the sea side, seems like an okay life i guess, until some opportunistic kid comes and relocates these stompers onto his feet and begins the onslaught of kicks, passes, and goals.
Hanging out, in the city Sierra Madre, you can expect three things: A lack of stop-lights(seriously though, that’s their claim to fame not having signals), quirky people, and free dust? Yes, that’s right filling up the drive way of some house in Sierra Madre is nothing less than, or more understated a pile of “high quality desireables for free” pertaining to but not limited by leaves, dust, a black basket thing and a sign stating “FREE”. Those are not items people desire even in the downturn economy people shy away from such products. But, Mr.Giving-Away-Dried-Leaves-Man, I have an unfortunate news update…No body wants your crap! who knows maybe there is some literal crap in there, it wouldn’t surprise me, its just as unwanted as any of the other “items”.
Great news, later on in the day I was witness to something, Mr.Giving-Away-Leaves-Man was cleaning up the pile of free dust and putting it in a trash can. So now all those goodies are being sent to an unworthy compost pile somewhere, and like any good story be the bedrock for some ungrateful plot of land, which maybe some day may get in the hands of some salacious developer and enact a park where kids may play and parents may picnic.But that’s not where these leaves wanted to go. They wanted a home, with a loving new Mr.I-Am-The-New-Owner-Of-Dust-Man and a white picket fence.