Ahh, the joys of random acts of kindness.
So Tara, Blair, Elizabeth and I were bored out of our skulls, and we decided to take a little trip to Target. Our plan was to buy as much cheesy lovey dovey stuff as possible and then to adorn several unsuspecting friend's cars.
It was a blast. The coppers busted us and told us it was illegal. Hah. Yeah. Right. Whatever. We had only done one car, and we still had to start our second victim. We slyly went over to the next car and tried to get it done. They saw us "vandalizing", but we hopped in the car and lost them. We then returned and finished our product.
This is The Blair Valentine Project.
Saturday, February 15, 2003
The Blair Valentine Project
Monday, February 10, 2003
This is ridiculous! After spending over three hours trying to get these pictures to work, I have given up. Pictures will still be included in posts, but most of you will have to refer to THIS SITE. to view them. The pictures are given an appropriate title and labeled by date. Please check the pictures out there, it'll make me so happy!
Due to the shortage of "N" animals, I have created a new species. Half newt, half emu...behold!!
NEMU.
NEMU.
Sunday, February 09, 2003
NOSTRIL.
Say it out loud! "Nostrils" contains no comedic value whatsover, but nostril. NOSTRIL! Come on, say it out loud. Laugh it up. It's a guarenteed guffaw.
(If you don't laugh, perhaps there is something lodged in your nostril.)
For you slow ones:
DIAGRAM!
Trust me on this one. Chelsea nose best.
Say it out loud! "Nostrils" contains no comedic value whatsover, but nostril. NOSTRIL! Come on, say it out loud. Laugh it up. It's a guarenteed guffaw.
(If you don't laugh, perhaps there is something lodged in your nostril.)
For you slow ones:
DIAGRAM!
Trust me on this one. Chelsea nose best.
Answer me this. How many cups of sugar does it take to get to the moon? ::ponders:: (See my pondering face here)
The first person with the right answer wins a special prize.
The first person with the right answer wins a special prize.
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
All hail Macbeth!
Today I almost was smashed by a motorcycle.
You see, I had gotten out of the car to run up to my mom's car to fetch a taquito. We were on the freeway. Hey, I was hungry! Yeah, so I stepped right in front of a motorcycle and then I did my business, and ran back! Taquito in hand! Almost back to Tara's car! Yes, Tara thought it would be funny to lock me out of the car. On the freeway. Traffic started moving and so did my legs.
I ran until the next stoplight.
Hah, Tara. Bon un. Wretched beast!
Today I almost was smashed by a motorcycle.
You see, I had gotten out of the car to run up to my mom's car to fetch a taquito. We were on the freeway. Hey, I was hungry! Yeah, so I stepped right in front of a motorcycle and then I did my business, and ran back! Taquito in hand! Almost back to Tara's car! Yes, Tara thought it would be funny to lock me out of the car. On the freeway. Traffic started moving and so did my legs.
I ran until the next stoplight.
Hah, Tara. Bon un. Wretched beast!
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