pretty-baby:

sugarcreamcandy:

arseniccupcakes:

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karlahoney:

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hookersorcake:

gee23:

Bunny by Helmut Newton

the hero Gotham deserves

are we still milking this quote

or have has it been properly fucked to death

perhaps its so uncool its cool again?

has her vagina jumped the shark?

hookersorcake:

thefuzzydave:

I wonder what the turn-of-the-century term for “out of your league” was.

(via gloriousmadness)

hookersorcake:

someone said that you were an oracle

a lousy one

but that you made good moonshine.

By the time I got there

you were always out of booze

and full of shitty advice

sounds like every church I’ve ever been to

and every philosophy book I never read

hookersorcake:

Last night all the animal spirits fought in my belly

I offered them whiskey but they paid no mind

the champagne was a light rain - a drizzle

Zombie Dick Clark scared the hell out of me.

But then he made me intensely happy.

“You don’t get to see old people falling apart on TV often.” smiled a little mouse, who was eating a miniature wheel of cheese.

But they played it all wrong.

Dick should have had on a hooded cloak, a staff, and perhaps some robotic implants.

This way his unintelligible stroke mumbling would be mistaken for a esoteric spells.

Then they could have had him walk out on a high balcony overlooking Times Square and lift his staff.

Lightening, Fireworks, & Fire

Then DICK makes the ball drop and he precedes to kill Daughtry, J-Lo, Seacreast, and duel to the death with Skeletor, AKA Marc Anthony. Mene Gene Okerlund coulda broke in and announced the battle on live TV. BEST NEW YEAR EVER!

Thats the thing I hate about TV, no imagination. No flair for the dramatic.

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