IT'S DEAD TODAY.
On this Day of the Dead, Let's remember our dear departed loved ones. As I was leaving my 3rd floor walkup, I placed my authentic Mexican death puppet on my drum set throne. Maybe, just maybe, when I climb the steps this eve, I will hear John Bonham or Keith Moon gleefully pounding away.
Hey, Fuck You. At least I'm somewhat happy today.
9 Comments:
Copyranter:
Where the heck did you get Mr. Scary?
A gift-y?
...or at Luz de Jesus in LA?
Do tell,
Your little sis honey
happy?
and not at the expense of someone else?
did the sun just explode?
that reminds jackass, my nickname at work is...Sunshine.
Sunshine? Holy crap ;-)
Cool puppet by the by...
ohoney, like about half the stuff I own, he's swag from a shoot.
LisaB yep. SunFuckingShine. Coined by my boss. Cause I'm so...warming...and always somewhere else at night.
Copyranter:
The image of devil-monster boy followed me around all day, I told you I was visual.
I scared.
oh7
dear anon,
please refrain from attacking my readers, unless you're going to be funny about it.
thank you.
CR
Anonymous:
Thank you for the criticism. I say and do as I please.
ohoney7
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