For today, I Choose only Laughter!
Are you, like me, in need of some humorous distraction to shore you up? Let's take a look at some of the limitless expanse of cockamamie, half-baked malarkey on the internet. For instance...
|I cannot Unsee it, & now neither can you. |
You are welcome.
Specifically what does this nut with a glue gun & a rudimentary understanding of wiring have against babies & flowers? I do not even know who thinks it's a good idea to let the institutionalized fart around with electricity in the first place.
Secondly, I cannot decide what's worse... this craptastic doll disaster with no torso trapped in a cheese dome with its' cankles & dead, empty eyes, or that straight up satanic vibe emphasized by the freaky, extra-terrestrial glow emanating from its' orifices?
Either way, you know little Sally never imagined the precious babydoll that Santa brought her when she was 4 years old would later go on to be bastardized into a source of nightmares for normals.
|Seriously... I just. Can't. Even.|
The disgusting factor here is waaay too far off the charts, even for me.
|Finally! Something that does not make me fear for Humanity as a whole. Pansies in a parasol.|
After those other faith-shakers, I find these pretty posies rather Peaceful.
I think it's best we end today on this pleasant note.