Monday, October 5, 2009



I could so use one of these.  Pouring out the Dude’s formula into a bottle in the wee hours - with only one arm, since the other is holding said Dude and bouncing him up and down to possibly stop the screaming or at least lower the volume level.. produces less than stellar aim.


Dang I’m tired.


(via applearts:Interior design room)

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