In Defense of Neurotic Owl
First of all, now I have Stephen Lynch’s ‘In Defense of a Peepshow Girl’ in my head, so thanks, me. The thing I’ve been thinking about, though, is this. This … Continue reading
Is it a facepalm if you’re using a wing?
That’s your sister! Stop it! You should not be looking at that girl like that because she’s malnourished and possibly suffering from Stockholm syndrome, told you not to, and YOUR … Continue reading
The Cat in the Hat
Happy Saturday, y’all! I found Waldo! I know this looks vaguely photoshopped, but it’s just a very shiny plastic hat from an M&Ms ornament. He has this awesome habit of … Continue reading
In which I talk about serious shit because it’s my blog and you can’t stop me.
So if you don’t know about the silver ribbon, go read this: http://thebloggess.com/2012/01/the-fight-goes-on/ Then go ahead and read everything else The Bloggess has written, because that shit’s hilarious. ‘Sokay, I’ll … Continue reading
Honestly, that ‘martini’ is actually a Shirley Temple, because those are delicious.
Also, the gun’s made of chocolate. And he doesn’t so much seduce enemy agents as get nervous and start randomly free-associating. He does have a license to kill mice, though.
Really, what other house could it be?
I’m pretty sure I’d be a Ravenclaw with strong Hufflepuffian tendencies, given my tendency to trip over imaginary objects. Hopefully the Hufflepuff common room is well padded.
Apparently there’s a big sporty-type-thingy today, so here:
Manic Pixie Otter is slightly less confused, since she loves Puppybowl. . . . although she may have misunderstood the whole body painting thing.
Neurotic Owl 