The DL On The CL

I can haz lulz?

(click the pictures so you can read them)

 

Title for next fashunz post: What I WHORE Today. 

I know people, who have Giant bicycles…

No commentary. Just funny.

My favorite.

Nom Nom

I like ice-cream, beef-stew, and Beard Papa’s, not necessarily in that order or any crazy combination concoction. 

Sometimes I imagine bloggers talking to me, hand gestures and all, when reading their blog posts.

Bathwater

‘Cause I still love to wash in your old bathwater
Love to think that you couldn’t love another
Share a toothbrush…you’re my kind of man
I still love to wash in your old bathwater
Make me feel like I couldn’t love another
I can’t help it…you’re my kind of man

-No Doubt

How cute.

What happened, Gwen Stefani? What happened?…

Where Are The Bison?

At Ocean Beach.

At the De Young.

At this nest.

Under this palm tree.

At the windmill.

In my messy helmet hair.

Knock Knock

What happens when you follow me on a ride?

You get lost in Golden Gate Park.

Badum Cha D=

Le Discotheque

I went to a dance party. It was something like this.

*serious face*

Too many people I still only barely know. Too many places I’ve only barely seen.

Fuck… I really just realized I’m leaving…. 3… 2… 1… panic.

The End?

As we go our seperate ways…

No, nothing. Just another picture post. I apologize to those who actually like my written banter…. but I have been far too tired/lazy lately.

Hella Hipster.

I stumbled upon the RL LOLcat.

Someone painted this “field” next to my house!

Some people felt the need to express my opinion of my new scarf to Lizzy.

WOULD I HAND WASH SOMETHING THAT I HATED?!

I hate those things, but I love this one.

Ditched

But I think I came out on top. Perfect riding weather. Warm without bothersome rays of sunlight on your back.

This man fed some birds.

Periodically they would all amass and fly around in a circle that conisted of right over my head only to return to their feast. I got out of there quick.

Post ride hair.

Post ride calf. Yes, that is my denim inseam. No, I am not that pale.

Look what my favorite Lizzy got me. She is 2too nice.

I feel like a poseur whenever I wear one of these things. (Speaking as if I had worn one before, which I have not) Though there is something real about this one, even though I feel really undeserving.

ASDF aka Random

Hulk(green dye) Rice Crispies(Cheerios) 

Oompa Loompa Door at the Jelly Belly Factory(Yay inside jokes)

Ghetto Black Kid Can Play(bad picture, just take my word for it)

Fuck Shitty Shit

I Have Cancer

SPEECH

Quite a preacher you are. Preaching and preaching. Though the difference is a preacher has faith; you are only gullible. Sorry, I made a mistake. You are a mocking bird. Honestly, I am not going to give up my habits at the slight off chance of cancer. Slightest off chance is already giving it too much credit. No, no, don’t stop using your cellphone; it’s not worth the proven risk of cancer. Nothing like hypocrisy to punch holes in one’s credibility. Maybe you are right though, and I’m just an asshole… 

But if anything, I would give up moisturizer before TAPIOCA…

p.s. At least google this bullshit before you throw it up…

Sweet <3

Yay! Phone charms!

I purchased a Pikachu.

Sorry, folks, no denim update today…