March 2012
Cooking with Poo wins Diagram Prize →
thanks to my girl renata and her poetic simpletonity regarding digestion humor, i’ve already cried all my tears out today of laughter, and now this. all i can do is smear the mixture of saliva and tears around my face while howling in an unidentifiable voice.
i’m so fucking cheap.
“I hate iceberg salad more than I hate Hitler.”
– Brian, during some vegan bullying i’ve got from TJ Hertz.
xhin’s face and metal forks, when we told him, that the whole entourage is going to the budapest gig with him = gene simmons x 100 raised to the exponent of 64.
“azt mondta az orsi ha van neger zsido akkor van dinoszaurusz”
– renata
just got credited as “food stylist”. considering catapulting from the galaxy, right now.
me: what happened to your glasses?
gaz: they broke
me: how?
gaz: i walked into a tree.
i've found unconditional love
no games, no tactics, no suffering, no howling in hell: vegan rosewater lassi is your name.
sentence of the day
“sergeant badger ate my iphone”
(sergeant badger is a basset hound.)
celine dion sunday
waxolotl:
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i think i’m going to cry.
“I do not feel good
I’ve got the sad sads
all I want to do is
fuck you”
– Charles Bukowski
This is how it looks like, when we do Technokunst →
lowerorderethics:
Footage taken on the 14th of March, 2012 on A38.
Ben Klock was playing, and this was also my birthday party.
the situation when i really really badly have to pee but i have to wait for benklock on the street because he forgot where he parked his car.
