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
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: . 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.