Have a great Independence Day! I'm pretty sure there were fat women in the Revolutionary War. They were cooking. Or doing something equally interesting. Spying maybe. Definitely nagging. ("I want tea. And independence. Those English guys who live in our house are really annoying me. Do something.")
|I'm not being disrespectful. It's just that I'm CERTAIN|
there was an unappreciated Fat Woman somewhere
in the Revolutionary War and I feel compelled to
make note of it.
|I love Autodesk Sketchbook.|
Thought shift coming! Here it comes. My garden has turned into a pumpkin patch. There's a lesson in there.
|These are growing in my garden. And well, it's taken over the garden. It's|
about to hit the neighbor's fence. Then the world. But hey, on the
bright side, we'll have lots of pumpkin pie.
|And you thought they lived on pixie dust and rainbows.|
|Are you kidding me? This sounds|
gross. Yucky poo gross. Gag me
with an old eighties move.
|If you want steak flavor, why not, oh, say,|
EAT a freaking steak. Not steak flavored
But then I saw this. This was the one that made my normally chip-eating-like-a-fool stomach say, "WTF, over?":
|This is what I call grossinating. It's so gross but|
you can't look away because it's
also fascinating. I swear I didn't buy
this. Who thinks of these things?
There, I guess King George will be able to read that.
- John Hancock
On signing the American Declaration of Independence.