Showing posts with label obscene. Show all posts
Showing posts with label obscene. Show all posts

Sunday, May 13, 2012

cuddle monster(s)

"I have to tell them that last night was a shameful train wreck filled with blind cuddly puppies." ~Charlie Sheen
I am a cuddle monster, nothing more can be said. Buy me this if you want to please me, or you could always cuddle me and talk dirty.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

more political bathroom graffiti

“Well, while you were in the bathroom, I sat down at this picnic table here in Bumblefug, Kentucky, and noticed that someone had carved that GOD HATES FAG, which, aside from being a grammatical nightmare, is absolutely ridiculous. So I'm changing it to 'God Hates Baguettes.' It's tough to disagree with that. Everybody hates baguettes.” ~John Green

 It's like a bathroom graffiti war in the bathroom on the second floor of my office building.

Friday, May 11, 2012

the redneck debate

"Never drum on a white lady's boobies at a big redneck dance. Got it." ~Will Smith, Wild Wild West

Just a car I saw, I almost wrecked trying to take this picture so I hope it's at least somewhat humorous to you as well.


"LOL@rednecks"

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

tim tea-bow baggins

"I don't know how one actually would define obscenity. I'm sure the definition is different according to the age one is living in." ~Jane Alexander
I love this quote. It goes very well with the image today, you see this is a picture I took a while back of a box of tea bags I'd purchased. I bought it because I thought it hilarious that there was such a thing as "family sized" tea bags. Tea bag fun for the whole family, I of course refer to the sexual act in this instance. This particular box is special, and that's why I took and saved the picture. You see, I am a man of letters, shall we say. I send folks post through the snail mail, in fact I prefer snail mail to email because I think email is so impersonal. You can't smell the hint of smoke on an email even if I were puffing away at a pipe like my life depending on it deep in an opium den as I drift off and chase that beautifully dangerous dragon. To my point: I mailed a few used tea bags from this box to my friends. Yes, snail mail tea bags. I'm pretty sure that comes close to "defining obscenity".