Blueberry Head wrote:I ate all your bees wrote:So, we were taking in some Sunday afternoon window shopping. As we wandered towards the Tottenham Court Road station, I heard an almighty commotion and the strains of Rick Astley...
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Oh! I would've loved to have been there. I was considering going to the protest in New York, but I then my mom got scared, and said you're moving in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought now forget it, yo holmes, to Bel-Air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby yo, holmes smell you later. I looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to settle in my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
Blueberry Head wrote:HOLY CRAP.
That's the best way of describing this clip from Spike Jonze's upcoming movie version of Where the Wild Things Are.
I ate all your bees wrote:Tonight I was threatened on the Northern Line by a man with stick-on boils and a club foot. We couldn't work out whether he said "look at me, an ex-serviceman, BUT I DON'T hurt people for money" or "look at me, an ex-serviceman, BUT I HAVE TO hurt people for money". My vote was for the latter.
And then the drunk girl next to me threw up.
I love London.
byron wrote:I found this while riding my bike on a local trail yesterday afternoon:
Not the best pic...cellphone cam sucks, but it looks like the beginning of a gnome garden (gnome on the left) with a bob's big boy statute. there's a note pad in the tupperware container on the right with messages to the "Hobo Gnome" (that's it's name...railroad tracks used to run along this trail. the gnome is situated across from an old hobo camp).
"Bob" seems to be a recent addition, the last entry read "Bob stopped by to say, "Hi!" Gnomes need friends, too..." It was marked april '08.
This is all a little odd. Weird NJ, indeed.
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