Bend over and take it in the ass now – advertising during Burn Notice – it’s for real!
My lucky day:
I’ve never seen one of these, in all my 52 years, in hardboiled form – several in the frying pan, but none in this lovely hardboiled twinned form.
Bob’s Special Chinese Tallow dandruff:
Special rolling-into-the-valley-smog (gag me); the desert was so very much nicer. No, really, look at the skyline to the left of the hills. Isn’t that awful? San Bernardino, a good reason not to be there.
Our lame fireworks in front of the house – makes me long for the days of M-80s and Piccolo Petes I could pinch.
Andrew brands the street:
He burnt the living shit out of one of his fingers shortly after this. I made my tongue bleed biting on it, trying not to say I TOLD YOU SO. Frakkin’ Aries and their fire fixations. I’m old, I barely do it any more.